The Bid

Farewell
10 years of their run-around
wordy nonsense
Too much is too much
Even I have a limit
It's there

Pulled

That final straw
No more
Giving benefit to the doubt
No more.

Cool

Let me know
Until then
I'll be over here
or there,
And somewhere

Feels

In wonder
Of why
After all this time
Why I am nervous?
We were friends
Too late now?

X+X=

Crossroads