They hold each other close.
To one she holds a friend, looking out for her, trying to save her from haters
but to the other she holds a rival she can't wait to end.
While trying to protect the one she loves from her heart .
She ends up piercing her heart with her sword.
She fought for love but love betrayed her.
The arms she opened for protection
became the ones that struck her down.
How cruel the heart can be to fear the very soul it once embraced.
Friendship is real,
but trust is what secures it.
Jealousy turns it into a zoo of competition,
Then Betrayal ends it up
Friendship bleeds from it.
Families go in different directions because of it.
Love is beautiful, yet fragile.
Trust is a gift sharper than any knife.
But what happens when that gift meant to defend you
becomes the very tool that fights you??
