← Back to poetry

just friends

Vedanta Krishna

We talk, we walk, but we keep our distance We share everything, but we keep our secrets We have the spark, but we keep it solemn I wanted more but thats just my problem You could, you might, but you are so numb I could, I might, but I stay cause I am dumb Too naive I am, I will always want more But you only use me to kill your bore Like lovers committing adultery, we call each other friends