Assumptions
Assumptions are the
termites of relationships.
Like the ones I’ve made
about you.
I assumed that since my
father was the first to go,
first to die, that you would
be next.
Without a father for so
many years, I always thought
I’d lose you before I lost
my mother.
I’ve always thought you
were my best friend,
my confidant.
But I never thought to ask
if that was true.
I assumed you didn’t want
to talk about it.
I assumed you wanted to be
left alone.
And so I abandoned you when
I needed someone the most.
Assumptions are the
termites of relationships.
____ AKSHR
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