The Defensive
I’m
sorry for what happened
to
you and I want to be your friend
but
things will never be the same.
You
turned everything upside down
like
a vase of flowers
knocked
off the table,
falling
in slow motion,
everyone
trying to catch
a
different flower and save it.
Petals
everywhere, and
water,
like blood,
flowing
all over the floor,
unavoidable,
making
us slip and slide.
We
slid right into a future
that
found us two decades later,
incapable
of truly communicating,
barely
able to reach out.
I’m
sorry
but
I can’t help you anymore.
>>>>>>>>>
Thanks for reading.....
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