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Deb Morgan Sep 2013
It's my fault, my shortcoming..
Believing the words, they matched the actions.

A lifetime of memories, comfort, laughs....
Over, abrupt, shocking.

I found out from a stranger your name was not "friend"
It is Judas.

It's my fault.
Deb Morgan Sep 2013
Vegan?!
Since when?
Seriously?
I'm blindsided...cooked for days, happily, celebrating your long awaited visit...
Vegan?!

No warning. I'm ******. Angry. Insulted. Betrayed. Hurt.
Cooking is my showing love for you...now it must be tossed....disregarded...shelved.
Vegan?!

I sit alone, in my kitchen.
Cooking is not my daily chore.
It is my hug...for my loved ones.
Shrugged off by a...
Vegan.
Deb Morgan Sep 2013
Really? So many? So big? So large?
One needs not so many, only two.

Where do you hide?
Which reflection is real?
Do you see the truth? Do you see what I see?
Do you stare till your eyes dry?
Do you ignore the truth?

Eyes....my mirror...my window...my reality.
Deb Morgan Sep 2013
A promise.
A hope.
A possibility.
A goal.

I strive to give it, I fail.
I long to experience it, I lose.
I think I can find it....
I morph.

A Greyhound chasing the bunny,
A fish biting the hook,
A runner gaining no ground,
An empty treadmill....moving so, so fast.

"Unconditionally"
A myth.

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