From the Ropes
From the Ropes
Friendship
It was so much more
Than friendship
Yet I spent so long
Trying to understand what it was
Your mind is a mystery and
Your heart is a void
Yet your rope
Was the closest thing
I felt to home
You held the red flags
Behind your back
Out of sight
And you offered me
Your lies, your kisses
I had no idea
A person could be so
Calculating, yet so comforting
Of an actor all the same
My circle became smaller
Until my entire world
Became centered
Around you
And as much as you were
Pulling me in
You were pushing me away
And I didn’t know what to do
So I held on
Giving you the only thing
I had to offer
My broken heart
Thrown to the ground
So carelessly
Just so long enough for me to
Pick it back up,
Put it back into your hands
Because you were all I had left
How many times did I stay
Because I loved you?
A broken love
Is not real love
My thirst drove me towards
The mirage of your appearance
Bring me someone
Whose friendship is real
Who is not ashamed
Of a date
When I’m away
I will hold
The value of a thought
A seat in the cushions
Of their heart
Never is there a need
To inquire why we’re away
To ask for the password
Or secrets
I can dance through
The streets
Without a care in the world
And he won’t even think
To tell me no
I can smile at a man
Have lunch with a friend
Disloyalty
Won’t even be a suggestion
I’ll ask about him
He can ask about me
We’ve let go of the bricks
Of hesitancy
We’re strong in ourselves
Strong in each other
Interested and respectful
Attraction is not fear
The security of your prison
Of which I’ve finally broken free
Becomes the security
Of mine and his feet
As we stand tall together
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