That One Friend
From being the sunshine chaos
To the survival of a walking corpse
From pouring all her seasons to that one friend
To pretending like nothing happened
Chanted the name a million times to her girls
Was curious,excited and never tired of taking calls
The time never occured important
Neither the place nor the content
All shattered once she accepted
That she was never even considered
Little did she know, it was all in her head
She was never special, just not dead.
Hilarious jokes,the never ending roasts
All she ever wanted was a one that lasts
Did it though?
This poem wouldn't have been emerged if it did
Two different worlds they lived
Managed to fit in, quietly adrift.
Thought she could turn the distance into a gift.
The magic was unrequited,
Though it was pointless, she confronted
Pushed through her limits to make it work
Atleast she revered the fading arc...
Copyright © Anfal Afiya | Year Posted 2026
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