The Rolling Sharpener

It was a blistering English morning,
a new year began
I met a new person and
little did we know what awaited us
our sharpeners were two of a kind
those two sharpeners sharpened our friendship,
they rolled along their circular frame
like we rolled through time
we continued to roll for six more years
we thought we could roll together for our entire life
the chains that banded us together
were broken by the great blue wall.
I entered a new world
my mind became a void of emptiness
the pages were blank
I had to write a new story
and that story
begins
now.