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.