How is it that someone has to leave?
Go far away from me.
Often vacate the place they’ve once occupied.
I find myself a new mate, a friendship almost falsified.
Am i as repulsive as it seems?
Am i a living being with no keeps.
Mistakes are made and they say goodbye.
I cannot hold them here but on i try.
The pain i often feel fray of rejection
The resentment iv developed often creates an awful reaction.
I wish i had known what is so ever wrong.
That way i could know what is to be be fixed, changed or just right along.