"Sorry I couldn't be there for you when you needed me!" He said this when we spoke after 15 years.
How could he even be sorry?
"15 years is a really long time. Didn't you try to contact him? I remember you crying over the phone because he kept you on hold for the 5th time that day.
I remember you defending all your unanswered text to him.
I remember you sobbing, figuring out where you went wrong,
Trying to find an answer to all those strange silences.
You cried yourself to sleep for a person who enjoyed every pompus party in his youth.
I remember you falling in love with someone and how eager you were to tell him.
I remember how much pain your second heartbreak gave! Because losing your 'good' friend was still the first.
Does he even know that you dated?
Does he about the time when you fractured your leg?
Does he know that you survived depression?
Does he know that you were slowly giving up on him and your friendship?
You uprooted the flower of friendship that was already dead.
If he was sorry he could have told you sooner then.
If he had issues he would have discussed with you.
Asked you for his space and eventually you would have made it work!
Does he know that you prayed for him?
You bragged about him to your friends, telling them how beautiful he was?
Does he know that you loved him despite all the odds?
Does he?"
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