Lies We Share

At five years old, I met her.
The girl who would change everything.
She hunted; I killed.
Granted it was only a spider, but it was a lifetime pact.
She hunts for me.
I kill for her.
But nothing good lasts.
She hates me.
I loathe her.
Until I can barely recognize the friendship we once had.
The only thing we still share are the lies...