The End of Friendship

As odd as it may seem,

The dream is never the

Dream is the dream,

And in it we share the

Crisp dark curtain

of certainty that I

want  no part of

her friendship

which went amiss

Is this why I dreamt

About her?

After the dream, I wake up

And cannot go back to sleep.

I keep thinking about the

Dream and the last time we spoke, I told

Her I did not want to

Befriend her any more.

This severed tie

Is weighing on me

Obviously

I could see her pale blue eyes

That sometimes were sea green.

I could say I miss her,

But between you and me

I would be lying.

There unable to get back to

How dare she interrupt

My sleep?

She messed up she

ACTUALLY MISSED
MY FRIEND’S

Wedding would

You believe it?

She was always

Self-centered

But this

Was

Way

Too

Much

To take.