Maybe
You stand there, so cold, so unfeeling.
Where is my friend?
Where is the thread that united us?
Why do you hurt me with lies and untruths.
What have I done?
A man, with a gentle touch
With a lover's voice
whispered to me
asked me to wait
told me he'd come to me
to be with
me
It was "right".
I waited.
I trusted.
I believed.
But now in the lover,
once so close as friend
I see no trace of the man I cared for…
shared with..
loved.
Maybe one day I'll understand.
Understand why, once it's over,
the need continues to cause pain.
To hurt me.
To cause me humiliation.
Maybe one day I'll understand where my friend went.
Why I can't see him anymore.
Why he went away.
Maybe…