Sunday, April 1, 2012

Friends

It is a strange thing how life works, how the mere murmur of apology, compensation or explanation could begin to turn a false friend into a true friend and a former friend into a friend. Wished for, but not heard.

DB
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1 comment:

Dannelle said...

I hear you. What to do but sigh and go on, leaving behind a broken ghost of a friendship. Forward, new friends await.

April 2, 2012 at 10:05 AM

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