Loss

 

Do you have any idea the wedge you drive between us this day?

I had grown to trust you, to be free to speak my mind when I was upset and knew what I was saying was wrong to say to the person who really hurt me.

You have denied me that friend.

You have denied me the opportunity, the gift, of being wrong without consequence. A gift that I thought I had in you.

When have I ever hurt you so?

What did I do?

Why would you profess to be my friend and yet do this to me?

Maybe I just assumed that you were my friend – stupid twice in the same day.

Don’t worry, you’ll not hurt me like that again.

The cost was great this day.

 

 

 

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