On the Upper East Side,
Caring,
Is a
Weakness.
And
Appearances,
Mean everything.
Your best friend,
Is your worst enemy.
They know you better than anyone else,
But they don't know you at all.
They are always there for you.
But only
Once you're halfway off the edge,
And everything,
Has already fallen apart.
They glue you back together
But the cracks remain
For all to see.
Who would've thought
A friendship,
So strong
Would be
So fragile?
Like a crack in the glass,
That grows and grows,
Until,
A single touch
Shatters everything.
And all they are left with
Are shards of glass
That cut them deeply
And one question,
'Where did it all go wrong?'
XOXO
I don't know where this came from. It's not my usual style and I know it's not very good, but I thought I would post it anyway. Reviews welcome.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gossip Girl