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.
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