In my youth, I had a friend, my best friend

We shared secrets no one else could know

With no warning, she betrayed me

Like a needle-pointed corkscrew, she ripped my heart

I couldn’t take a breath without sharp agony

But somewhere in my hollowness

I still love her

Years later, I had a friend, so close and reliable

We shared secrets no one else could know

I became the needle-pointed corkscrew in his heart

He had to turn away, banish me from his life

I knew his pain, I regret my betrayal

I know that beyond his sorrow

He still loves me.