k, kido ..

Kido,
You think I forgot you.
But, come on, how could I do?
A year ago this last weekend,
Our story came to a sudden end.

Never again,
Were we to be called friends.
That long winter night,
Brought about the plight.

That night, I cried myself to sleep,
So weary and so meek.
A lot went wrong,
That’s why forgiveness took so long.

The wound was deep,
And yet I decided to keep,
One stunning picture close to my heart.
For me to acquire the art of forgiveness
Amidst the nasty mess.

Healing did knock on my door
But only as I fell to the floor.
Although it was all for the best,
I simply struggled to find rest.

The loneliness haunted me
Whilst I was on my knee
Realising the ways in which I too
Was blind to you and your calling…
You get the drawing?

Now, a year later,
I cannot cater
For such wild disunity
After years of close unity.

I am sure you will check out this post
And cry “oh, what a ghost”!
“What does she want anyway?”
I can almost hear you say.

You know I like to live in peace.
To iron out this stubborn crease.
Well, this time I just want to say
For you I do pray.

You may here never answer,
But I won’t banter.
I would love for us to be just friends,
But in the end,
I don’t desire to play.
Just simply to say:

I like you,
Will forever remember you and …
I am proud of what you are now up too.

Lov, e*