Untitled 42

Walking through again this uncertain paths
Only thing different is that my armor is filled with cracks
Made by making room for another
With hopes for an interesting journey of forever

But life comes with its twists and turns
And subtle or drastic changes in the long run
Some of us don't do well with changes
It takes a while for to adapt and rearrange

A wonder it is for the qualities seen that earned the title "friend"
With you I could simply be me and not have to pretend
For you there can never be a replacement
You viewed no one as playthings for regular amusement

Searching for what was that is now missing
Still I know that in hunger and thirst one shouldn't accept all edible offerings
When subtle is the response to an outstretched hand
No further clue needed to prove that this can't be a kindred in your clan

Thankful for the existence of hobbies and boundaries
Of events, places and beautiful memories
So when life is lifing being brutal in package nice
Beautiful memories will serve as a sour seasons spice!