To you my friend
I thought that we were going to make it
together though all this.
Remember when we sat at that table
We talked about how
our past and present seemed to
always be colliding.
We had both gone through
tough heart breaks
things that few people have had to deal with.
Because of that we had something
Though we never became close
we had a bond from those
collisions. we knew what we both went
through and that gave us a bond
that I thought would always be there.
You said that I was stronger
That since you kept crying
that made you weak
Let me tell you a secret,
not one of us is strong.
We don’t get through things because we are strong
we do it because we have no other choice.
The reason for my lack of tears?
I have cried a year long
with no halt. I have few tears left,
What’s left is only a silence never filled
and sometimes that feels worse than crying.
If you just believed that you could make it,
you would. but not from strength.
Because the secret is,
the truth is,
no one is strong.