He came into my life, thanks to all this exposure.
We became friends: perhaps a tad more than friends.
We shared a lot: one too many secrets, one too many a bottle, one too many a journey.
We ate, drank, teased, abused and made peace with, to and with each other.
Yet we never knew each other: none knew where each other came from, who each other’s friends were or each other’s favorite colors.
Yes, we were friends…..perhaps a tad more than friends.
Slowly, we lost touch
The horizons enveloped us: he to the East, I to the west
For days without end
Slowly, we became a tad more than strangers.
Then he was back: a tad out of breath.
We were still friends: at a scale a tad too different.
He is a master of his life, I a queen of my empire
Slowly, we wove the fabrics of our lives
He got married. He got wealth. He got a kid.
I got married. I got a kid. I adopted kids.
Slowly, we grew a tad distance.
We tried: a tad too hard to remain a tad more than friends: best friends.
It did not work. It will never work. It can never work.
“never say never”: he said with a resignment a tad too obvious.
“fate is a bitch”: he screamed with a desperation a tad too eminent.
But it had been done.
He left me at the thrones of expectations
He replaced me with the “apple” of his eye
I got someone who values me: a tad too expensive to lose.
He believed in me, trusted in me, had confidence in me: a tad too high.
And now he loves me: a tad too much.
Once again, the horizons are closing in
: a tad too fast.
:a tad too permanently.
:a tad too carelessly.
We reap what we sow.
Goodbye dear friend: it is a tad too late.