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We were, for a while, close.
For a while we shared the same boat,
Sailed the same social seas.
You were my anchor;
I was your sails.
In you I found rest;
With me you could fly.
We traversed that watery plain
With one heart, watching
For the horizon together and,
For a while, the sailing was good.
Then the waters’ swell;
A storm rolled in.
Violently it smashed our happy boat;
Threw us into icy waters.
We landed on flotsam and drifted ~
Apart.
Our cries to each other
Lost in tormenting winds
Of change that blew us to
Different shores.
Our help came from
Different sources.
Our loyalties changed.
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In time our paths crossed.
I hardly recognized you.
The storm had changed you
As it had me.
Farewell, old friend.
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Oh brother, another sad post about lost relationships. This time a dying friendship.
I guess, as I go through this transitional phase of my life, this is bound to happen.
Still, I remember the good times and the fun we had. The sad times and how we were there for one another. But there has been a shift, and we both know it. Now we are like ships that pass in the night. Polite but non-committal.
Reminds me of the saying about friends coming into our lives for a reason, a season or a lifetime.
As I move into a new phase of my life I look forward to meeting new people and, perhaps, making new friends.
Thank you for visiting …
Dorothy 🙂
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©Dorothy Chiotti, Aimwell CreativeWorks 2013