Clique.

Broken hearts,

Broken circles,

Once we were friends, now we don’t sit at the same table.

Tension rise,

Emotions are unstable,

Broken trust, these relationships can’t be rekindled.

Secretly missing,

Publicly cursing,

Generation to generation, a curse that can’t be broken.

Whose fault is it?

Surely not mines,

Here we go again, another argument you started this time.

Don’t talk to me, stay over there.

Our energies don’t match again, we both got that clear.

The past was nice.

Thanks for your time.

Goodbye friend, we’ll meet as strangers again in our next life.

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