Je Suis

Each word she wrote was another sliver of ice, Slipping cold under my skin and locking me in its vice. I was scared of the similarities between her and I, Astounded by the emotion left behind at goodbye. Je suis désolé tu parlé au revoir mais il est ne plus ton ami. Tu n'es pas qui il veux ne plus, maintenant - je suis. Each threaded thought was a tarnished bead of hurt, Left honest and raw the memories stripped away the dirt. Poisoned guilt jotingly white washed over denial, I'm an accomplice to time by taking away her smile. Je suis désolé tu parlé au revoir mais il est ne plus ton ami. Tu n'es pas qui il veux ne plus, maintenant - je suis.