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.