Slipping Away

It was like losing your grip

when the relationship ended,

no big speeches or long good-byes,

silence just swallowing

any embers of friendship.

 

So many questions trapped in the quiet,

a bag of regrets kept under the bed,

yet what seems to last

was the constant replay of memories

and all the words that were never said,

then there swells the thoughts you had ignored,

realizing there were more resentments

lurking in the bond

than you really cared to admit.

 

Sometimes urged to try and make contact,

but accepting there were so many wounds

that bleed and brought pain, which you ignored,

suddenly accepting it wasn’t a true friendship,

one more connection that was an illusion

time and distance awakening the truth,

exhaling the sadness of feeling used,

inhaling the future with hope

perhaps somewhere there remains

another life you can trust,

looking ahead with more anticipation,

because deep down you still believe

there are hearts you’ll meet

who don’t have only lies in their blood.