Even the strongest bonds, no matter how long they held true, can crumble into dust. Finding that out more and more.
Such is life.
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- I look pretty young, but I'm just back dated
- In the wee small hours of the morning
- He was due home yesterday, but he aint here
- Eyes wide open, naked as we came
- I've got a feeling, a feeling I can't hide
- Jumping up, falling down, don't misunderstand me
- You grabbed my hand and we fell into it, like a da...
- Only kisses on the cheek from now on, and in a lit...
- Love me like a bomb, baby, come on get it on
- You walk down Alameda, shuffling your deck of tric...
- The oak and weed together rise along the common gr...
- The living, it is hard, but it suits me well
- We heard that song while watching the skies
- Let your loss be your lesson
- So sad to watch good love go bad
- I'm so lonesome, I could cry
- I've smoked my friends down to the filter
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2 comments:
My goodness Kevin, that sure was cryptic! You certainly do not have to divulge the details to me, a person that you hardly know. But I feel bad if you are going through something and it sounds like you WANT to talk to someone about it. I am just surprised that you would post this as it may invite a lot of questions. I guess I am just trying to say that I do hope that you have the outlet that you need to get stuff off of your chest. Take care Kevin Sir.
Thanks for the comment, Kate. It's much appreciated. Perhaps I made the post sound worse than I felt. It was more an observation I was making about friendships. Some hold, some don't. I've been lucky that I've had some long term and fairly deep friendships over the years, but recently I've had a couple of them end, or at least seem to. I'm doing okay with it - there's nothing for it but to cherish the friends I still have and move on from the ones I don't- but it's not something I'm joyful about, to be sure. Thanks again for your concern, Kate. Means a lot.
p.s. I was never concerned about the post inviting a lot of questions. As you can see, you're the only one who commented. It's ok, I'm not bitter, just the way things are.
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