I often wonder how it happens; how a friendship disintegrates, how we become slow strangers like a parent and a wayward child. Searching through all the avenues, all the apparent reasons leave me exhausted and nowhere closer to a confutation.
Resentment swirls in a vortex which lies underneath conversations and smiles and the undertone of things left unsaid becomes unbearably dizzying and I wonder: can this stay dormant till the end of days? Acrimony undermines my relationships and the way I choose to spend my time becomes the elephant in the room, the one that doubtless won’t leave.
Have we become bad friends? And if we have; where do we go from here?
Seemingly juvenile, a flashback of a time in maturity I don’t wish to relive, please tell me if you don’t care; then I can cease to wonder why. And this will ensure I begin to care less until eventually I won’t care at all either.
A callous woman, a sensitive one, and what a pair they make.
The friendship has become a tale of another time, a forgotten season.
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