it was your choice

it was your choice to up and leave.

i’ve known you forever baby, i’m not stupid when it comes to you.

i know you know what your actions did to me

so why?

why did you choose to leave after twelve years of pure friendship and laughter?

why did you choose to leave even when you know that it’d put me in the worst place possible?

i’m empty and lost, wandering the desert alone

you can never truly guarantee

ive always thought we were just two peas in a pod, as corny as that phrase sounds.

but as recent times have past, i’ve come to realize

that you can never truly guarantee a forever friendship

nor can you ever truly guarantee you won’t break a promise

or even a silly little contract we made ten years ago