It's not glue that always holds forever though, I suspect, like glue, love leaves a residue, which can look like memory, learning, a lovely or not-so-lovely path that is part of a longer journey. Thank you for sharing parts of your journey with me. That's a form of love too.
I would like to add a better comment but there’s no way to sum it up. I had a friend for 17 years. She betrayed me. There’s no recovery story, at least not yet. My heart is still broken. I appreciate the poetry though ... the poetry helps.
It's not glue that always holds forever though, I suspect, like glue, love leaves a residue, which can look like memory, learning, a lovely or not-so-lovely path that is part of a longer journey. Thank you for sharing parts of your journey with me. That's a form of love too.
Thank you, my friend. Thank you for sharing your path with me too.
I would like to add a better comment but there’s no way to sum it up. I had a friend for 17 years. She betrayed me. There’s no recovery story, at least not yet. My heart is still broken. I appreciate the poetry though ... the poetry helps.
I understand, sis. 💜