Forgotten Lore.

June 15, 2008

I don’t know who to trust anymore. I don’t believe I can love anymore. I thought you were honest and truthful, but as it turns out, lies pour out of you by the mouthful. This isn’t about one, but two. One I’m worried about, and the other, I believe our friendship (or lack thereof) to be through. I can’t hang out with a liar, a thief, a con. I deserve better, and you are not the one. Why did you run off? I told you what to do. Instead, you took the easy way, and I believe your life is through. The truth lies close, but very far. Out of reach, out of sight. I really hope you made it through the night. Your family will begin to worry, if you continue what you do. I’m sure that once you were perfectly fine. Those days, however, are long behind. I don’t know if I can help anymore, I’ve said my words, but you’ve walked out the door. You however, still stand a chance. I don’t think you want it, instead you fill your life with hopeless romance. I’ve prayed, and hoped that the gossip wasn’t true. I have discovered that it was, and you and I are through. Come back, I know your out there, just give me a single word. I want to help you conquer your fears, but only if you are still here.