Dear friend,
How arrogant was I?
A fellow sojourner,
Intelligence, above all.
Someone who knew how to make it in this world.
Someone who had brilliance and relatability.
I betrayed your trust.
Now, drunk and alone,
I feel the loss of what once was.
Your friendship, your companionship.
My greed would take,
Afraid to lose an opportunity,
A moment.
For it all vanishes anyway.
Words on a page simple cannot undo.
You forgave me long ago.
Placing joy in my soul for I know you are free.
But as for me,
I am plagued with the actions I have performed.
And forever will be.
Your friend of long ago,
Me.
<SI> Scott Izu, PhD
Copyright October 2016
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