Unfortunately

Decades go by full of hope and wonder of a friend.

Unfortunately

She and I met at work.
He and I met at work also.
She and I became best friends.
He and I became best friends.
We had fun.
We shared truth.

He likes her.
She likes him.
I play cupid for my friends.
They are doing great.
I’m honored to be his best man.

She has bruises on her face.
I’m in disbelief and now enraged.
I calmly approach.
He flatly denies.
She constantly calls.
She constantly cries.
She left.
He blames me.
I’m not to blame.

I miss my friend.
I hope she’s okay.
I haven’t seen her in 24 years as of today.