Slivers of pain pierces my heart

like a sharp-edged knife,

that carries destruction along its path.

 The pain enters my flesh and carves out

sweet memories of long ago,

when trust was a living, breathing part

of all a good friendship could be.

In a treasure chest safe within,

I kept precious moments

to remind me of how dear

such a friendship could grow.

Little did I know that time

could change any relationship,

twisting and bending it into

something else entirely.

I learned with heartache and pain,

some friendships aren’t forever.

Any one can break a caring heart

that needs commitment to survive.

When hope dies, the light of love

goes out in a friend’s eyes.