old time

first--sarcasm fills the air

striking remarks then follows.

small grins, dubious eyebrows,

oh--let the arguments begin!

time passes by...

only acquiring the habit we have begun.

though the longer the mockery is,

the harder it is revealing each other's identity.

...ironically--my only goal is to uncover the real "you."

unfortunately, there's just too many sarcasm,

and barely little of the real us...

I asked if we could change it,

you said "yes--we can."

deciding that nature will take its place

we set aside our worries and proceed with life.

while in our minds,

there's still a boundary keeping us apart.

will our friendship ever be at ease?

...in my mind

I hope

I pray.

Done