By D. R. DiFrancesco

Words can be kind but you prefered cruel

Thrown like a javelin

Piercing my still beating heart

What angry motives you display

Spewed like a child pouting and juvenile

But you are not a child

Those years are long past

Yet you refused to show restraint

Did I wound you

If so, I beg your pardon, for this was not my intention

Malice is not in my nature

You know this better than anyone

Can you ever forgive me my ignorance

For I know not where I erred

Clairvoyance has always eluded me

As does the cause of our rift

I’ve tried repeatedly to make amends

But my cries go unanswered

We have been confidants for a lifetime

Oh how it pains me that we cannot ford this divide

Yet my hope blossoms

That the hurt can be soothed

Reuniting us once more