Not What I Thought You Were
September 15, 2010
I never see you on the darkest days. I look for you, wait for you.
Then when the dawn breaks flooding my life with beautiful light, you resurface holding your lamp, which no longer serves a purpose.
Where were you when I needed you? Where did you disappear, you, who I thought was a friend?
A 55er about making yet another mistake in friendship.