Ruins

skyebellasario

Accidental moments of eye contact

Across the room

Are the ruins left

From what was once a breathtaking temple.

 

A knife in my back

Went straight through my heart

And stained the memories we made

With crimson paint.

 

The problems you caused

Paralysed my brain 

With the pain of betrayal.

The only solution I could conjure

Was to pretend you never existed.

 

I fought to build our friendship

Back.

But every time the walls collapsed

And I realised,

A plaster can't heal a crumbling monument.

 

If you didn't tarnish 

Our scintillating bond

Maybe it wouldn't have 

Ended this way.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Skye Bellasario (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 21st, 2018 16:34
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Christina8

    Oh wow, great write skye! So descriptive! Yet heartbreaking. "Our scintillating bond"--great line. Hopefully you find another.

    • skyebellasario

      Thank you Christina! I have accepted this friendship was meant to end, I have plenty of other scintillating bonds thankfully 🙂



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