Altered States

We were talking on the phone about this and that Things with meaning only to her and I Of anything we could strike up a conversation Intimate, yet with a barrier so high For we were friends Only. That night, in the background, the uttering of another voice A voice I thought I knew And a part of me decayed, nay died, forever A cutting so deep, so deep For she and I were friends Only. The mood was gone, the memory so fond An end, a ceasing of conversation and now tears The barrier once was words, and now it is hardened steel I was convinced; I had been fooled, confirming my fears For it was then that I knew We would always remain friends Only.