When a friendship dies.

i stood before

you,

holding my fears in

cupped hands;

a petition

for mercy.

and still,

you would not cross

the naked divide

between me,

and

you.

and so i walked

away.

.

.

Your peace is worth more than losing yourself in order to repair a fractured relationship.

When you have scars from deep hurts and you expose them to another person in the hopes of receiving compassion, and they (still) walk all over your sacrifice; walk away dear friend.

Life is full of beautiful souls who will see your scars and honour them for the battles you have been through.

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Liezel Graham

Wife. Mum. Lover of words. Lover of the Word. Writer of stories. I drink too much coffee and dream improbably big dreams. The quintessentially weird kid, all grown up and (still) finding refuge in books and words.

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