Fickle Friend

(to the SDB!)

FICKLE FRIEND...
They were friends
Not best friends,mind
But still to each other
Always were kind.

They both were bright
With ample beauty
And then one night
Were bestowed with duty.

One knew she had won
By the tips of her hair
The other was happy
Never tried to compare

Like many before
That it turned sour
Jealousy reared its head
On this friendship of ours.

You should've ignored it
The gnawing would go
Instead you acknowledged it
Let it fester and grow

And now you leave
With taunts and jibes
That cut my soul
Like icy knives.

I try to act
Like I don't care
But in solitude
My heart I tear

A new life will begin
The days gone by
You will be remembered
With a deep sigh.

(lame lame ending!)