Friends with a different life.

by Isabelle   May 19, 2007


We have broken apart,
in this world...
We were connected,
but now we are not...

Before we were closer than the clouds the sky.
We thought we were destined for all of life.
How could we let ourselves,
just crash and die,
with our friendship.
Because now,
we are friends with a different life.

Broken hearts,
Unrequited lies,
and mystical lives,
is all we have left.

These two friends,
couldn't be more apart.

A sad tear or two,
may fall from my face,
when I realize,
how much more we could have done.

I don't know your thoughts,
nor how you feel,
but maybe inside,
you'll feel like I do.

Too bad we're friends with a different life.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Elizabetta

    This is awsome, Isabelle. I love how you use your words.

    Broken hearts,
    Unrequited lies,
    and mystical lives,
    is all we have left.

    I love this line, especially.

    Great job - 5/5+

    ~Lizzie~