Bitter Sweet

We pass by now,

denying each other's existence

the picture lies not

we were together, happy once.

You chose filial ties 

over what was right

no grudges held, understand 

what it means to walk in your shoes.

The common paths 

we still have to tread

part of me seeks 

to mend the tear

the other glad

not having to face you there.

You took with you,

 in parting ways

the tiny bud I loved

whose blossomed flower 

I see from other's eyes.

Wonder why 

in relationships

extremes we choose

the middle path 

never explored.

Despite the pain 

I wish you well

now far from the time

when hated your voice

 on the line.

have grown enough

in such a short while

but still can see

letting go of the petty past
isn't something you can try...

( written a year ago for one who was a friend and sister in law....

 but just a distant relative now. )