I thought there was more to you,
only accessed in secret places,
like your heart, or a dark place
then I knew you, and bridged
that uncertain stretch between
unfamiliarity to friendship
and we became more than friends
it was exciting in the beginning,
well, all relationships begin
with that sinister excitement
and the hope that it will be alright
we worked to maintain decorum
to present ourselves in ways
that wouldn't have the other
bolting for the hills
but then you grew comfortable
after knowing all my secrets
imperfections and what not
you had made it, I guess you thought
I no longer envy your love
I do not crave it as much as I used to
it wasn't even love
it was a convenient arrangement
to waste each other's time
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