Chapter 1
March 2, 2025 at 5:24 AM
Perhaps it’s me?
The question gnaws inside my chest,
We used to laugh, we used to jest,
In classrooms where we felt our best.
Teachers could never silence our sound,
We were the pride, the stars around,
Carried books, shared every ground,
In joy and pain, we both were bound.
Two years—a fleeting moment’s glow,
Like a flash of light, a window’s show.
But something shifted, something broke,
And you turned away, without a spoke.
You left me as if I were strange,
Drew others away, out of my range.
Now I’m here, alone, in silence deep,
With only questions my heart can keep:
Perhaps it’s me?
What did I do wrong, just say,
Why did the thread that tied us fray,
And let our shared days slip away?
You changed your tune, as if I’d changed,
But I’m the same, my soul unchanged,
It’s just our world that feels deranged,
Empty, hollow, and estranged.
Perhaps it’s me?
Or did time just decree it so?
Why did our friendship fade and flee,
Leaving echoes and pain for me?
