Seasons of the North

How I once thought I felt for a ex boyfriend that I could let him go without a backward glance © Hannah Ackerman 10/26/2011

When I needed a friend you weren’t there. I tried to contact you just to talk nothing more. I just wanted a friend to talk with about everyday things, to let you know that i am okay. I didn’t get that still haven’t hence why I have stopped trying to contact you. I tried in all the ways that I used to none of them worked. I am starting to think that you no longer wish to know I am here. And that is ok I will heal or I will break I will not do the latter. That is weakness and I am not weak. Friends come and go like the seasons of the North.