Neither One of Us

Sunday, August 02, 2009
Neither One of Us
There was a period of realization and a moment of conviction. Walking away from my house, my things, my neighborhood was a purging I needed, but I did it for both of us. My guilt for leaving, and in the way some things ocurred, compelled me to be the one to walk away. There was a period of physical reconciling, when my carnal weaknesses led me into closing my ears to what my conscience was telling me, and your pain and my guilt was amplified a hundred times. Last night I walked into the disastrous consequences and I hope we can leave it at "we're even". Your friend doesn't look at me, my friend can't stand you, and we're left more wounded than before. It's a soup of emotions that doesn't have to be this way. I'm walking away, far away, and leaving you the life that we had. I hope you also find what you're looking for, but if this goes on neither one of us will.