When friendships change,
When friendships end,
It's sad all around.
When friendships end,
It's sad all around.
For years the One Who Should Know Me Better
Considered The One Who Knows Me Better
Her very best friend.
She even told me about it in earnest this year.
So many times - at soccer games, in random conversations -
Now I see it as insecurity.
Her aunt mentioned it enough that maybe she saw it coming -
Or at least suspected something awry.
I saw it coming.
But no one could stop it.
Now they are not friends.
And I want to remain friends with them both.
There are at least three sides to every story.
Both perspectives (or more)
And the unbiased truth.
Only The One Who Sees Everything
Truly knows all that has happened.
And now there's nothing else I can say.
