Friend is a four letter word

My body is shaking; my lips quiver as I stare into his eyes. I search his face but it yields no register of the words I had just spoken. I stand there, waiting for him to say something, anything.

I’ve been dreading this moment. For weeks it’s been building. And now that its here I can barley catch my breath. My heart beats so heavily that I fear it will betray me. I put on my mask and try to stay composed, inside I die a little.

We both knew it was coming. Things change I guess, people grow apart. I just didn’t think it would happen to us.

So now it’s said and done. Do I regret it? I guess it’s too early to tell. One day ill be able to talk to you again. But not now.

Till next we meet,
Paul

The Gospels According To Paul