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January Was A Cold Cold Month



It wasn't the polar vortex that did it and it wasn't the frosted strawberries up in Baguio either. It's when we do what we have to do to set it right and there's no going around it. I looked up to find distractions. I searched for a thought to fill up a shell which I know will echo anyway. I will hear the blame, I will hear the anger, and I will hear the sorry reasons. I will accept a settled handshake from a friend.

I said goodbye to a friend for maybe a long long time. He has to go. I have to let him go. I put the scattered objects of friendship in a box for storage. Let me keep these, my friend.

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