The longest 20 minutes of my life,
As I'm torn to shreds with internal strife.
I thought she was gone and she's suddenly back,
Not only that but it's all an attack.
Now that i can handle if it's justified,
But she's no idea and I'm still crucified!
She accuses me of gross immaturity,
And to top it all off thinks she knows me,
When she's got no idea what I feel,
Because I tried to support her and let her heal.
This was the final poem I wrote about this relationship which was developing with a friend who was already with someone.
She had misunderstood something I said through a text, where it is so easy to do so, and written a pretty stern and disappointed message. I knew she was driving home and had to wait 20 minutes before I could call her to clear it up.
We sorted out that issue then a few days later it was better we didn't see each other or keep in touch to much as it was just making things difficult and complicated.
The photo is a bit extreme but almost represents how I was feeling at that point. It is from the 1960s Spartacus movie.
Any thoughts?
I can feel the struggle within you and can only imagine your fast beating heart during those 20min.
ReplyDeleteI had to go back and read the earlier parts, a journey I very much enjoyed. You have sustained it well through its changing emotions.
ReplyDeleteYou can say that again Dana!
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear you enjoyed the journey Dave, and thanks for taking the time to go back and read the others!