those little white lies
never stay hidden for long
sooner or later
the light shine on the shadows
and we both lose in the end
a friend
I tried to be
you didn’t see it that way
I guess no more chats or lunch dates
that’s okay- Written in response to Writer's Digest Poetic Aside Prompt 335 - a poem consisting of 10 lines or less.
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