I never had close friends,
No triangles or squares,
People drift away before we connect.
It's strange how they say "forever in our hearts,"
Talking about a heart you once cared about,
Or the quiet you put out there.
Is it just for show, trying to seem good for others?
I know when I'm gone,
Most won't notice,
Years will slip away.
Maybe at a school reunion,
That's when you might feel a loss.
© camvickbone