Living a Lie
I cry sometimes
when I'm lying in bed.
I bring out the letters you dropped
during your stay.
I do not know why I read them
if I already know them
I've spent half of my life believing
you were my best friend &
we would be friends forever
even after we die.
I had had dreams
of our juxtaposition headstones reading
'Best friends forever'
All of those dreams
after opening the first letter -
these letters dedicated
to your other friend
with whom you had shared
many more memories with.
And now I recall the bracelet
with 'Juli' inscribed neatly.
It's just some bracelet I found you said.
But I knew you were fibbing
because of your delayed reply.
I broke down into tears &
could not read any longer.
I screamed & raged
& cursed at the stars.
I had been living a lie all this time.
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