False Friends Fade.

 “False Friends Fade”

We laughed in borrowed light, Shared secrets like coins tossed in a well— But your echoes never reached the bottom. You clapped for my mask, Not the soul beneath it.

I mistook proximity for care, Mistook your silence for depth. But when storms came, You vanished like chalk in rain.

You liked me best diluted— Softer, smaller, less. And I wore that shrinking cloak Until I couldn’t breathe.

So I left. Not with fury, But with the quiet grace Of someone who finally sees.

Now I walk with fewer shadows, But the light is mine. And the friends I keep Know how to hold truth Without flinching.