Are We Really Friends

First time
 I meet you
 You meet me
 And we become friends,
 With no vested interest ,
 We never knew each other before.

 Second time
 I meet you
 You meet me
 With vested interest
 I share my bread with you
 You share your bread with me,
 We exchange gifts and ideas
 And we become best friend

 Third time
 I meet you
 You meet me
 But this time
 No sharing of bread
 No exchange of gifts and ideas
 And we become the worst enemy.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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September 14, 2016 at 7:31 AM
why? ... i dont understand the third verse... is it because there was nothing more to be shared?
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