Two years of friendship
Embossed with seasonal affectionate clips.
Slowly shaping our relation with sharp scissors
We use to know each other like perfect mirrors.
We were one as a count,
Still, at the start, there was a little doubt.
For friends, we were a couple,
As we walk together in an umbrella of the colour purple.
One phone call away,
Still every day she waits outside the class as I delay.
Those were the rides,
In which she held me closer with rising tides.
Code languages we made,
Runaways from the shops, unpaid,
But unnoticed, we were slowly getting fade.
I was her only friend,
I was the one where her day starts and ends.
We were the deserted ones,
Wandering across horizons to watch the epic suns.
Tattooed our hands,
With halves of infinity sands.
Together till the grave,
We whispered our oath.
Though phantoms of future knew it was just an aggravated froth.
She made a new friend,
Introduced me as her beastie😈to condescend.
Both of us knew this is toxic.
However, the realization knocked my doors first than hers futuristic cosmic.
I was seething with the serpent charms,
He was using my time with her in my arms.
I rebelled against this third person,
It's better to be sentenced to prison.
We fought for him,
The only difference this time was, she was now with him.
Tussles between us were not new,
But now I was seen as a bait.
In one hour she decided our fate.
Never occurred to her that we engraved our lives till the graves.
Now every day I see her,
But she's missing from my side as I rest in my grave.

~smkj