Breya
Breya

The friend zone seemed to be a maze.
Tight walls with slight openings that led to nowhere.
Eventually I found the exit to be the same.
Tight walls with a slight opening that only brought on emotions.
Emotions that would end our friendship.
The deep somethings I would give you in advice transitioned into sweet nothings to get inside.
The finish line was a feeling I wish I could have forever.
Being free of the maze removed our essence.