Friends. Ex-Friends. Ex's. People I would love to be friends with but don't give a second look.
Sorry?
Sorry, If my battle field of a mind just somehow stepped in your way and threw you off track.
Sorry, If I hurt you in someway.
Sorry, If I wasn't good enough for you to stay.
Sorry, Sorry I was one hell of a mess that I shouldn't have left for you to pick up.
Sorry, If I don't remember how it feels to be left because that's what I've been doing, before they could.
Sorry, If I'm not a good enough friend.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that you left me with a broken soul that had only tiny specs of dust left for a heart after you shattered it. I'm sorry. I really am.
(Oct/23/18)
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Rants..
Non-FictionAnything I've felt that day or even some good things I don't know.