Labyrinth

She's walking all around the maze, deciding whether she wants to stay my friend or not. One day, she'll stop and spot me in a certain corner of the maze. Occasionally, we'll stay in the same location together. On other days, she'll exit the place in which I remain still in. She'll hunt for her own lane and continue ambling along without acknowledging me. She'll forget that we're still friends, and she'll hurt me without knowledge or consciousness. She makes me ask myself if she's really a true friend or a fictitious person who's deceiving me. It's impossible to really know who she really is, because she incessantly changes. She's not always the same person and she's not always on the same boulevard as me. I'm finding my way around the maze, without her support and care. She'll never provide me with hints; I'll need to give myself all the hints. Once I've exited the labyrinth, I'll feel like a million dollars. I won't care for our friendship anymore.

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