Monday, May 10, 2010

To whom it may concern

I search in vain,
cannot find the root.
Where it is that this
transformation has come from?

Once we were close, like two sides of a coin.
So close where words had no ground.
Today I am lucky if you still call me friend.
The cold reaching my very bones.

The silence speaks volumes
of a departing union,
but gives me no reason for relief.
A slab of ice between us that needs shattering!

Surely a word or two to
each other would help, help
us both overcome whatever
there needs to be addressed.

I surely wish that you would
at least redress the issues,
for which I am truly at a loss;
wanting only reparation for a friendship now sadly lost.

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