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I was weakened when we met,
when I first looked into your eyes.
Though alarm cautioned me, I could not help
but trust you completely,
despite what half the voices screamed inside.

For half of me truly believed that
looking within you, a golden heart would be revealed,
that truth spills freely from your lips,
and though you seemed perfect,
you were genuine - amazingly real.

A friend you could be, if only I was strong.

If only I could stand my ground,
we could still be growing a relationship,
true friendship lifelong.

I couldn't deny you in my weakness,
I betrayed us both by ignoring the truth...

...truth is, you were in denial about us too.

True friends don't let themselves get lost
in a situation that would cause
both friends to pay the ultimate cost:

to let each other go -
most especially at a time
when one needs the other most.