the understanding...

Hard to find a true friend isn't it...

Enjoyed...

thanks...and yes, it
is...

You can't be friends after such intimate experiences... great poem x

that's it, precisely,
thank you..:)

In it's own way, this is really an
amazing poem. Why is it that a shared intimacy
can push us apart as easily as bring us together?
And can intimacy sometimes mean that a little
more distance in friendship is too much to bear?
Whole novels have been written to describe what you did in 6 lines. Well done, paul...

it may be that 'now she knows so  
much about me, how can I ever  
trust her again..?'
 
or perhaps it's not the fear that  
she may leave, but rather what  
of me she'll take away...
 
thanks, jag...

whatever she might take away, you gave to her freely,
but are you really so finite that you cannot regenerate?

judging by what I see in the
mirror, regeneration isn't my
thing..:)