jux·ta·po·si·tion

jux·ta·po·si·tion

How did I become your nemesis

My old and trusted friend

When did we arrive at this antithetical place

Where conflict never seems to end

When did someone turn the page

while the other one lagged behind

Giving way to wild assumptions

And accusations in the mind

In a world where friendships take so long to build

Can we really afford to throw ours away

Driving away the ones we once held dear

To be sad and lonely at the close of day

From adored once to now contemptuous

A burr underneath the proverbial, “saddle”

Seems my mere presence irritates

And all my actions your nerves unravel

From intimate friends to mortal foes

Love and war are juxtaposed

From loving gestures to verbal blows

How it all ends,… nobody knows