Best of Friends

I don’t know the words
To explain how I feel,
Everything deceiving,
Everything surreal.

What I was is who I am,
Is not who I’d like to be,
But I am,
Not who I don’t never seem to be.

To me, there are phases,
And as each pass me by,
I’m caught in between the reasons
That burden me to try.

And as each pass me by,
All filled with love and hate,
I fear that the next could be less than the ones that were great.
All the while losing myself in this inevitable, bittersweet nostalgia.
It’s not fair; but, I still care.

I love everything I hate about you,
But I don’t know what I have to do,
So forgive me while I make my mistakes,
So let me apologize in advance for your sake.

If God will allow it,
I’d like one final chance,
To show you the beautiful smile that hid all that pain.
All the while in denial that it was never all in vain; closure.
He still smiled anyway.

He shines,
The harp had strung,
Filled with love,
But it still stung.

So let it be known, honey, that we were
And always will be, crowned
King of the Castle;
We’ve grown, but the foundation’s still sewn.

I loved you then,
And I love you now.
I’ll love you forever,
Some way, somehow.

I don’t know everything,
But I know that everything is going to be okay.
Hold on. This will hurt more than to stay; closure. They still smiled anyway.

Love is infinite
And I’m lost in your void.

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About humblefoot

Kyle Fisher (who often uses the alias Logan Rowley online and in his writing) has been enjoying writing since he was just 8 years old. His first formal publication was at the age of 13. He is now a spiritualist and openly queer author, perpetually searching for inspiration to create and learn more about the world around him. He is always drawn to the simplicity and uniqueness that life has to offer. He doesn’t identify with labels or socially constructed ideas about how the world should be. He believes that the world is your oyster, and that we all project our own destinies with the thoughts we choose to harbour about the universe. He is an idealistic, spiritualistic hippie who is just trying to find his place in this world, crafting each word to leave his mark, and promote love and equality among all people.
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