The colour of life...

The people you thought you know -
don't you know they are nay-more ?
Heart-breaking, isn't it.
How close you've let them in.
To hurt you - 
Break you -
Leave you -
Did they forget...

That's the trouble.

They don't remember what you shared,
Just snippets of everything -
Like crossing out words in a letter;
They all mean to say these things,
Or they don't try...

Lies and truths are stones;

They carry them around,
Carved with matters big and small,
To then throw at us,
Why do we keep hoping for better,
When we know people can't change ?

Because even they can be worn away.
Or...