Thursday, March 14, 2013

fairweather feather


it would be lying to say
I never think of you
for I do
it is not with happiness
nor with disgust
for both of these are far behind me
it is not so much love lost
as friendship lost
that part still hurts
for loyalty is a punisher
to those who abide by it
I do not resent you
nor do I wish to know you again
but I hope you are happy
in your life
as I am in mine
and my thought concludes
see ya when I see ya. 

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