I was Broken.
Ripped in half it seemed.
Months of life giving words spilt on the floor like sour milk, creating mess and stink and boy is it hard to clean up.
A mess I never knew existed until asking why. Why Silence. Why the change.
Faced with Answers.
Answers that wouldn't have existed, but for stubbornness and miss understanding, leading to unforgiving and then Silence.
And now I wait. I can do nothing but ask again and again for forgiveness.
For something I never knew about.
Friends, I urge you, If you have an issue with someone dear to you, talk to them. Don't let the sun go down again without working it out. Ruined relationship happen because no one says anything. And well, its just not worth it.
Linking with Imperfect Prose