Poems

There’s just a thread’s difference between love and friendship.

That’s why we often mistake friendship for love.

When someone makes your eyes light up the moment you see them,

When they look for you every minute since the moment you part ways,

When they check in until you feel better when you’re unwell,

Love and friendship become beautifully tangled.

And within that loving friendship ,we start to feel like we have a claim to them…

In the dreams we see alone, we give that person the main role, and smile to ourselves.

But then there comes a moment the rightful owner of life steps in front of our eyes.

And at that moment, we ask ourselves:

“Did they deceive us?”

No...We deceived ourselves.

Amidst their friendship, we built our own world…Not just any world, the world of love.

How can we ever define the human heart that clings to everything?

How do we draw the line between love and friendship?

That’s why...we often end up hurting our own hearts in the face of friendship.

Just for a smile, for a conversation...Just because they stayed close and cared...

But how can we really know what lives in their heart?

Is it friendship?

Or love?

If only we could have known from them…

But the truth only hits using that very moment when our heart breaks.

And that’s when the tears fall quietly for a bond that never truly existed.

A silent ache in the chest...

And people who smile just to hide the pain...