My Changing Friend

Earlier annoyed over small things,

But I enjoyed their mood swings.

Huh! Was always on the peak of their lingua,

But they changed like the annual vinca.

Looking for a friend, a lot I have flown,

When found, I consoled myself, I have someone of my own.

But observing a change in my friend,

Now I am afraid of their intend.

Either upholding the friendship is difficult for me, 

Or they no more value our emotional intimacy.

Unintentionally, I am giving them a berth,

But without them, I feel a dearth.