You've known all along, in your heart of hearts that this day would come. Days and months can pass and you will only reach out when you need my mercy, knowing full well that I, seeing a need that I can fill, or a problem I can fix - will usually do it. And over the time we have known each other, not once have you asked how I am. Not once have you asked if I was in need. In point of fact, you only speak to me as a prelude to a request. And so we have come to this moment where my heart can no longer hold a place for you, and I am cutting you loose. I know it will be no solace that I still care about you when you can no longer dip into my pocket while bending my ear with your travails. And for that I am sorry. Sorry that you will not understand that the balance between us had tipped too far, Sorry that you will not see that I also love others who need me. And sorry that this lesson is so late in coming. This last time was truly a last time. Consider it your "one for the road".
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