Monday, September 19, 2016

Messed Up

This friendship wasn't built to last,
And yet it has.
This day wasn't meant to pass
But it has. 
You fight with me, I fight with you.
We communicate and misunderstand.
I feel like a failure, and lock you out.
You agree that the danger isn't worth it.
And I will always hate that part of me,
That messed up something that could have been good.

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