hello, my dearest friend.
have i ever told you how much i loved you?
i think it wasn't enough.

because you're the one
holding a gun in front of my face now.
the face you used to adore so much.

now my eyes are tearing up.
the same eyes you used to say they're ugly while crying.
is it why are you looking at me in disgust now?

you always hated watching me crying.
was it because you knew you're gonna end up
my main reason to do it?

you used to say:
"i'll be with you in your worst."
but i never knew that's what you meant.

my dearest friend,
you're my worst nightmare now.

© Nicolas Kline