Slivers of pain pierces my heart
like a sharp-edged knife,
that carries destruction along its path.
The pain enters my flesh and carves out
sweet memories of long ago,
when trust was a living, breathing part
of all a good friendship could be.
In a treasure chest safe within,
I kept precious moments
to remind me of how dear
such a friendship could grow.
Little did I know that time
could change any relationship,
twisting and bending it into
something else entirely.
I learned with heartache and pain,
some friendships aren’t forever.
Any one can break a caring heart
that needs commitment to survive.
When hope dies, the light of love
goes out in a friend’s eyes.