Grief

It hits me at different times
an  unexpected shadow on a sunny day

At times when I turn to tell you something
or pick up the phone to call
and I doubt myself

I doubt the sixteen years that built our friendship
our daily conversations
and a lifetime of plans

I doubt myself
since it is I who hurt you
inadvertently  and unconciously

Hurting your heart so much
that during the space you needed to heal
the fabric of our lives completely shifted

The hurt I felt when
you were unable or unwilling to forgive

No more daily cups of tea
or making plans together
Uncertainty around holidays
that never before existed

Like a private divorce
since we still exist in so many overlapping circles
that we built together

In my heart
I know a mending of “us”
is possible with some conscious work

I grieve for the easiness that once
was so natural in our friendship
it was like breathing.

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