Life doesn't always play out,
the way you want it to.
Situations leave us with doubt,
deciding the right thing to do.
I have made mistakes along the way.
Not always making the right choice.
It is difficult to know what to say,
not knowing if you have have a voice.
We have relationships, that come and go.
We are fortunate to have those that last.
We nurture them so they flourish and grow.
A gift we bring along from the past.
Sadly, there are friendships that die.
Even though we treat them with care.
They are gone, without knowing why.
Leaving them impossible to repair.
No apology, no ammends to be made.
You realize there is nothing you can do.
Friendship's bright color begins to fade.
The loss is an important part of you.
All that is left, is your broken heart.
Because a relationship has come to an end.
What had been there, had come apart.
It is hard to say goodbye to a friend.
Copyright © Sandra Weiss | Year Posted 2020
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