Your Silence Speaks To Me

Your silence speaks to me.
I'm closing the pages to the story of our friendship. I have been carrying your book for too long. It is heavy and has an unhappy ending. It will be burned.

I trusted you.
I believed you were my friend. Behind your smile sat the deep darkness of your heart. You chose cruelty as your best friend. While good souls helped us during the flood, you decided to take another path. You felt that kicking us while we were down was a sport. You stole what little we had left. My heart still aches at the thought of your sickening scheme. It makes me sad. It makes me angry. You disgust me.

I trusted you.
You preach that you love God. You made sure that I heard you speak about the bible. You were not silent about how holy you were. You are an hypocrite. You bathe in lies, but I can still smell your stench.

I trusted you.
I was naive. I saw a few signs, but dismissed them. I thought I knew you after so many years, but I was looking at a fake and ugly stone.  You once showed me a letter of a former friend. You owe her money. She said "how can you sleep at night knowing what you have done to me?". You said she was crazy, and that she gave you the money. I understand your former friend now. She was kicked by you too. Will you be showing this letter to your next victim?

I trusted you.
Your silence speaks to me.
How can a longtime friend  not reach out and try to speak with me about the money they stole from us?  I have waited. I wanted  you to tell me you were sorry. I wanted to hear that you never meant for this to happen. I wanted to hear "what can I do about what we have done to you?".
Nothing.
Silence.
Another stab to the heart

I don't trust you.
I am thankful. It took a long time for me to realize that what you did was a gift. I am happy  that your evil company will not be walking by my side. I don't want to be part of your world. You are unhappy, shallow, and insincere  Money and things mean more to you than a relationship with a friend. You put down your husband on how  materialistic he is. Now I know that you are two peas in the same pod. It is a perfect marriage. Perhaps you should hold a mirror to your face. It could make you stop blaming your mate. He is a pawn. Putting him down gives you the allure that you are a queen and that you sit high on your throne of deceit. You told me that he is a poor simpleton that needs you to survive.  I get it. You think you need him to make yourself look good. It's not working.

I will never trust you.
I will forgive you someday so that I may move on and not spend time thinking about what you did to us. But, I will never forget. I'm putting this chapter away from me today.

I hope spending our money was worth it and that you are enjoying all your lifeless things over our friendship.

It may be a good idea to truly read your bible today and not just talk about it.