Slash

Another word flashes in my mind Another slash in this heart of mine They say all good things come to an end They don't tell you that you have to lose a friend They don't tell you that a part of your life would end. It hurts so bad There are not enough synonyms to sad The sadness I feel ignites my anger Now I argue out of desperation The constant need of things you deem taboo Like the idea that you have an attitude Or that sometimes you don't have to be rude and you say that no one deserves to know you But do you know you? I feel pain for saying that But who other than me could tell you that? I wrote you a letter in the form of poetry Because the only people who think on this level is you and me