When things go sour
The result is pain
The other result is wondering how you got there
And who was right and who was wrong
And how did it get that sour that quickly
The answer is elusive, mysterious
Buried in the tangle of missed points
Buried in fears, defensiveness
Pride
Then we are crouched on all fours
Washed up on the beach
Barely breathing
Heart pounding
Face flushed with
regret
Wandering amidst the seaweed and the wreckage
Clinging to the hope that despite the momentary hurt
The work will be done
Responsibility taken where necessary
Apologies given
To them
And to
Yourself
Life goes on
And the multiverse does not really care
As we all drive down the road to a special place in the sun.
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