The Way Things Change

May 3, 2012
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The notes passed in class
An old, hay-covered blanket
A faded picture of two little girls
And an old silver trinket in the shape of half a heart; on it, the words “BE FRIE FORE”
The other half of the words, the other half of the heart, no longer belonging to her
But to one she once knew

How did it all start?
Does she even remember?
It was seven years ago
Too far back to recall
How they met remains a mystery

“You’re not my best friend, you’re my sister”
As in, inseparable
Nothing could tear them apart
An invincible bond


She sees a change
A new player enters
A game-changer
Neither of them realize the power
“Nothing needs to change, it’ll all stay how it’s always been”

Little do they know…

The flame fed
The feud begins
A battlefield has been set

Now it’s all over
The late night talks
Inside jokes
From sisterhood to strangers
Seven years blown away in the wind

Maybe someday they’ll meet again
But nothing remains the same
What's been lost can’t be recovered
They’ll need to start new

Maybe they can…
Or maybe not…

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