Friendship’s End

I wondered if you’d be so good
To step down from your cloud
But didn’t really think you would;
For that, you’re much too proud.

I know I hurt you much too much;
That’s why I’m so ashamed,
And why you fail to keep in touch,
For which, you can’t be blamed.

But, since it was my date of birth,
You could have written me.
But, then, you’d have to show the worth,
Not even you can see.

And so I’ll let our friendship slide;
It’s clear as day for you it’s died.

Photo by Sander Weeteling on Unsplash

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