best friends is just another word
that becomes a silent cover.
i need you til i can find another
constancy that becomes my permanency;
we change within each instance.

this relation can only bring us so close
while we long for the companionships
that bring us to our ultimate goal;
we find the other half of our soul?
As if that makes any sense at all.

We cant be whole til we find our one and only?
But its our Selves that play the sole role
in whether or not we are in the midst of company.

Now, i see the pictures and i wonder
"where have you been?"
how did you enter my life,
leave,
Will you ever come again?
How did we find ourselves in the state that we are in.

I'm losing patience
as i cant see the point
in playing their games
if it means
i keep getting stripped
of every win i gain.

Were you staging your personality this entire time?
Or are you putting on an act now,
cause I don't know if I can tell anymore,
now that you don't even know which self you have to find.