My heart is weary to the bone...
She had dreamed of sharing giggles and tears. Circumstances nudged her towards paths, she would have rather not chose. They never stuck around - those who she had considered close. She remembered the time when she played chaperone for the pair of lovebirds - confidante and alibi - until their love grew cold and they needed her no more. Flash forward to the sneaky one, chafing under the weight of parental expectations. This was the 'one', she said to herself. She poured her heart out; always patiently waiting to be the priority. The wait ended when celebrating the day she was born was deemed unimportant. And then there were two Who Meant well But who could never tell When she felt blue. Words can only comfort through the emotion they contain. Kind m...
