I remember that night our friendship ended. I remember crying all night and I remember forgiving you and myself. Even through all that our friendship didn't survive and I wonder why. I think I know now. That night you lost 2 things that are hard to recover from me: my trust and my patience. I forgave you for your betrayal, for your inconsistency, and for your aloofness, but you broke something in me, something priceless. We were so different yet so alike, but our emotions is what differed us. You and I dealt with situations differently and that drew us apart and now there is really nothing left of our friendship. You never understood me, I don't think you even tried, but I gave you my time and patience in order to keep us together. Now I'm tired, tired of giving you everything and receiving nothing. I've tried and tried to put our friendship back together, but I think it's better off broken. I think I'm finally done with you and with us. I'm too tired to carry on.
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Unsheathed Heart
PoetrySome wisdom you must learn through the heart rather than the mind. Unsaid thoughts and unspoken feelings. A book of unspoken ideas that I was either too smart to say or too ignorant and weak to utter.
