I am here talking to my friend Leo about life <br />While I type a poem, <br />And we have come to the conclusion that <br />Life is a stupid illusion...(Maya? ? ?) <br />He is hurt, i am hurt too <br />He is tired of trying and so am i... <br />He is breaking the chains, <br />I just want to sleep again. <br /> <br /> <br />Now she is so independent, indifferent (he is dying inside) <br />Now he is so superior, benevolent (I think I am anesthetized...) <br />And we go on exchanging ideas about love and its ups and downs, comings and goings... <br />And we think the best thing to do is to let them go... <br />(It's enough – he says..., i agree...i agree) <br />I just need somebody real to take care of me. <br />He...she...we....you...(I forgot when you were true...were you?) <br /> <br /> <br />Well...let's drink some coffee and laugh... <br />Let's call it a day... <br /> <br />Let bygones be bygones (wow...is it a good use of English? ? ?) <br />Anyway...love is gone! ! ! <br /> <br />Lenita T.F ღ * ღ *<br /><br />LeNiTa t.f<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/4326-sharing-the-pain-with-a-friend-4326/
