At me, she rages, when in a bad mood
Honesty in quantities more than enough
Eyes blank as her words cut into my flesh
Leaving my soul bewitched with pain.

With me, she doesn’t try to converse
Rolling her eyes; sighing in frustration
Complains about everything I do, everything I am --
Seeing me through a veil of annoyance.

To me, she returns nothing.
The promises and laughs empty.
The love and smiles cold.
The essence of a broken friendship.