I pursued my "illicit affair".
I poured my heart out.
I did things I would never do for anyone else.
But I failed.
I know I haven't fixed everything.
I know it wasn't and isn't enough.
I know I'm still not who I need to be.
But I mean everything I say.
I went places.
I drove to the middle of nowhere.
I walked in the blistering cold.
But I can never get close enough.
Time has run out.
My little friend has gone back into hiding.
The flowers he had have wilted.
His master never came for him.
It hurts...perhaps more so this time than any other.
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