When you refer to him as your best friend
where does that leave us?
Are the friends you grew up with
the ones who shaped you and who were shaped by you
replaceable?
Temporary?
Disposable?
Only necessary until someone comes along who
will tell you the things you want to hear
will ease the fear
of being alone
even though you were never alone in the first place
were you?
-the replaced
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Alice Charlton
Writing words for those who want to read them. My blog, 'Cloudy Lemonade', is here: https://cxlemonade.wordpress.com/
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