Sometimes I think I’m the only one

who feels pain and loss.

I think I’m the only person

who understands how vital

and fragile

a true friendship is.

How it must be nurtured

and how easily it is to forget life

before the bond.

The eternity that must pass before there even is a bond.

It’s so easy to be taken for granted.

To take someone else for granted.

The frightening forever that must pass

when such bonds are broken.

I cannot imagine

opening up

to another such scenario.

~but how can I live without one?