After The Party

A close friend of mine recently had a party. Here’s what happened afterward. My heart breaks for her. But I’m glad she’s ok.

image“How do you know when to let go?”

If you wait too long, the universe takes control and things get messy.

She emerged from the pool and the spell was broken.

So was her left arm, her right eye was bloody and split wide open.

He had been inattentive so he asked, “what happened?”

She stopped holding her breath and said, “this isn’t working, it’s never gonna change.”

And that’s when she flew away.

She left to keep from falling apart completely.

It was clear she needed to tend to her own wounds.

She stopped waiting for him to take care of her.

“It’s love that leaves and breaks the seal of always thinking you would be

Real, happy and healthy, strong and calm, where does the good go?”

-Tegan and Sara

 

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  One thought on “After The Party

  1. NotAPunkRocker
    June 6, 2014 at 6:34 am

    Oh, “that” moment. How sad but also a new beginning.

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    • June 6, 2014 at 6:47 am

      Truly Jeanette! She’s a strong woman who will be ok after all the healing. Inside and out.

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  2. June 6, 2014 at 6:38 am

    Umm, if I understand this correctly, my comment would not be appropriate.

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    • June 6, 2014 at 6:45 am

      It really happened John. She dove into the pool and came up for air with a wounded eye, and a broken wrist. She’s ok now. A very good friend of mine.

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      • June 6, 2014 at 7:59 am

        Well, I misunderstood what you wrote, apologies. Haven’t had my diet coke yet – that’s my excuse!

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      • June 6, 2014 at 7:44 pm

        You don’t need to apologize John. I always enjoy hearing what’s on your mind.

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      • June 6, 2014 at 7:51 pm

        Awww thanks, Sandra. 🙂

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  3. June 6, 2014 at 6:48 am

    So descriptive, Sandra. The bird will learn to fly anew, we can only pray, my friend.

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    • June 6, 2014 at 6:55 am

      I got my money on her, Mark. She’s a smart cookie.

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  4. June 6, 2014 at 8:24 am

    Sounds so sad, she has my support.

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    • June 6, 2014 at 7:42 pm

      You’re so sweet Dorita. Xoxo

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  5. June 16, 2014 at 4:57 pm

    Your music taste never falters … your association of pictures and lyrics is always perfect.

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    • June 16, 2014 at 6:40 pm

      Thank you kind pal! This one is still fresh. My close pal is still hurting and that makes me sad. Such is life. Take good care.

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