The Ties That Bind

I burned a bridge yesterday, the tie that bound was cut. You once were my brother but never my friend; too much space between us, I guess. Through the years the exchanges were modest at best; two siblings in separate worlds. Too many words left unspoken, too many chances were lost. You drove a wedge and created the rift that grew deeper with each passing year. No longer a way to mend or repair so I cut the last tie. Tell me how did it feel? Unexpected, or did you care? You once were my brother but never my friend; nothing left between us now, just space…. Copyright by Anita Lewis Longino September 2, 2010