Friendship
You are free.
You are free.
The silence holds a different weight today,
No longer strained by things I used to say.
The friction that we wore like heavy clothes
Has fallen off, and now the quiet grows.
I know the toll I took upon your peace,
The constant need for patience to increase,
The fraying of the cords you held so tight,
Tugging through the shadows of the night.
But carry none of that across the line,
The errors that were yours, or those of mine.
The ledger’s wiped, the debt has been withdrawn,
The curtain’s pulled, the players are all gone.
No more the wince, the sigh, the guarded glance,
No more the struggle for a second chance.
Breathe out the burden, let the history go;
You never have to tolerate me, though—
I’m shadows now, a ghost within the door,
And you owe nothing to me anymore.