My Friend

You confuse me

Oh, so much.

 

One minute,

you’re insulting me

The next,

you’re saying you’re sorry.

 

Do you mean it?

Oh, dear friend of mine?

Do you mean it?

When you’re insulting me?

 

I know you rarely mean it.

But…

What if one day you do?

Will it all, then, be true?

 

My friend,

for that is what you are,

you may confuse me,

but, until a time comes

that you’re not,

you are still

My Friend.