did it never cross
your mind that all you needed to do was tell me you won't see me nor talk to me
anymore, and i really, seriously would have understood? we both could have had
peace. was that too much to ask?
was it too hard for
you to consider that when people leave suddenly and without goodbyes, they
leave large gaping holes in the place where beautiful memories were once
cherished?
i want to explain to
you how i always found it difficult to trust people, and yet i trusted you. why
did you have to do what the others have done? why did you not care whether i
understood or not? you see, i would have understood. and i would have let you
go with many well-wishes. was a little honesty too precious to spend on me?
you all can tell me
that i assumed just a little too much, that you had every right and freedom to
leave the way you wanted to. and maybe i won't be able to look you in the eye
next time we meet because sometimes even i think those things. but in that part
of me where i keep the truth, i will always know what you weren't honest enough
to acknowledge nor brave enough to end manfully.
so now i have to
live with the lie that has become of my memory of you. and even as i tell
people that you are a good man, i don't think i can ever truly believe that
again.
Where the moon was only slivers