I hoped you’d be better I hoped you would be the mature one You seemed to understand this friendship thing better than me You were not scared to say I love you I became so disillusioned when I realised we both are lost We had no idea what pain would come from those three words What expectations they arose in us How deep the hurt would be You seemed so agile so free So forgiving Little did I know the opposite is just as real Anger, frustration, disappointment, regret, hate All of these and more You seem so confused So determined to continue in the old way You want a friend You want a child , a puppy A variety of experiences to craft a life A life of expectations, disappointments, highs and lows But there is no energy when you do the same things that hurt us You can’t take me with you