
I see them there
Perfectly in line
Diamonds after diamonds
Completing the design
I know the pattern well
As a looked at that table
For week after week
Hoping you’d meet me there
But you never did
I don’t know if you were
Afraid of me
Afraid of us or
Afraid of yourself
But we never met there
And ten years later
I still wonder if you had
Would things have ended differently
Would you still be my friend
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – design
How our decision in one part our loved affect it all. Great poem.
Thank you Sadje!
You’re welcome my friend
Opportunity lost?
Yeah, he was a “good” friend for a few months then ghosted me… his loss!
Yes, his loss, indeed.
YES.
Thanks for commenting. 😄