Metamorphis

Your smile fades,

happiness leaving your face

until only blankness

 remain.

You're not the person

I know.

My friend

 had disappeared,

and in her place

is a stranger. 

What happened?

The times we spent together

are distant memories.

How I wish

we could go back;

that our separation

never happened.

I look away,

too painful to look

at the face that I recognize,

but barely recognizes me.
At the face that seems
so familiar,
yet strange.

Silence hangs
between us,
heavy with
unsaid words and regrets.

I put on a mask
and smile,
waving good-bye
to the friend
who wasn't.