Quit the drama and watch me judge

As I don't think you wanted to sound dramatic I also don't want to sound bigheaded you know it, at least you used to - and this "used to" is getting frequent - I've read, heard and seen stuff, I read, hear and see stuff, stuff... You say so much has changed, and course as two people I need to adimit both are guilty. But as my text, I'm showing my side. It may or not be right, but at the moment it is what it is to me.
You wrote what you've never said.
You became mute when I still trusted you to keep my secrets, all of them, even the ones I couldn't tell, your right.
You seemed to avoid my company as it didn't please you anymore, your right.
It didin't had to change, but you say it changed for better, you're right?

My sensei told me a few time ago that changes always happen and come with some sort of pain, so if you're letting something change and you're gonna feel pain, change for better. In a month from best friends we turned into strangers. It don't seem better to me.

Can't you help me as I'm starting to burn
no one can save me and you know I don't want the attention (8)

I'll always wish you the best.

Big jokers

We are such big jokers, aren't we? We start with a joke, and minutes later we're punching each other for real. After all this? We cry, rivers and rivers. But stopping to think, it makes me belive in everything. These everything that before sounded me so vague. Yeah you've made me suffer quite a bit. But among the pain you made me very happy, and now I know that there's no pain anymore. I'm sure, I can give all of me again, you showed me. You care, you want, you love me back.

Love, the one that once had doubts.

I don't.

I could start this in many other ways, but here it goes. You ruined it. The surprise I made it hoping it to be the real restart and you simply blowed it up. I made a really sweet thing for you, I knew the answer I was going to receive, but you talked to me as that day, again, as we were nothing, as it...
Fuck, then I had to hear someone saying: yeah, I made him do it, did you get angry? Because I really wanted you to get angry. Wait. Let me make it better...

~ x ~

I walked to meet them, as near I noticed his face was like shit. I knew he had seen it, he wanted it, so why? She was laughing as she told me he was mad. When I tought, pitty, it won't be as I imagined and I felt sorry for him. They kept playing, he made me feel as in our last farewell. I almost took my propose back. I was not really laughing, I wasn't happy because he said yes. I was angry, sad, I wanted to leave. At least he seemed to enjoy the whole scene. When finally away from them, I fell asleep, in an unconfortable bus sit, tired. Waking up, I had made my way till the metro station, I climbed down the stairs, bought the ticket and entered the vagoon. The alarm hang, the doors closed and it hit me, I placed my head between my arms and knees and tears rolled down. No old lady to talk to, nor a word the entire night, sweet dreams I said. Silence, again.

Tear us apart

You feel, don't you? Feel that we're drifting far. In some strange way, inadvertently. The exchange of words we once had vanished, the endless chats, the secrets kept. It's happening, we're turning into another 'thing'. Are you done with my world? Because I'm not done with yours, and it's not because I wanna hear you whispering I love you. I really miss our laughters, I miss our terrible tries to record our cd, our insistance to understand the understandable universe, our movies, even if you sleep instead watching them.

We know, my beloved friend.

P.S.: "There's only ONE way, TWO say, those THREE words, FOUR you" (8)

Again?

It took so long. After a couple cracks I even tought I didn't want anymore, actually I was pretty much convinced. But then...

Spyking

What to do when you suddenly get spykes? Not normal one. These seem to be the sharpest, poisonous. Made of two tips, craved in their owners and lovers. Any moviment and they go deeper and deeper down the flesh, taking blood for toxines. One sweet, delightful. The other bitter, painful. As a price the pain, before alien from the inoccent. The desventure of the sweetly poisoned and the grief of torned wishes from the bitterly cursed. Dual and wrongful crime.