A Request for an Apology from my Best Friend

Dear Best Friend:

Her name was Cindy S., and she was drawn of crayons

A pink shirt and brown hair and little size 7 pink Vans

Then one day Marley J. drew himself up by her side

A green shirt and scribbly hair and glasses over his eyes

His favorite game was tag, peanut butter his favorite snack

And when the two first met, Cindy S. liked his laugh

The two had a silly idea to splash and play in the rain

So they drew up some blue puddles, and then their swamp they claimed

From this idea they laughed and laughed until came many more

They colored and colored up more ideas, and a new friendship was born

Their friendship filled many pages, of all the colors they could lust

And as they colored and played, Cindy began to trust

When summer ended, school began, and old friends had returned

But Cindy S. and Marley J.'s flame continued to burn

Marley J. was the best friend that Cindy S. could ask

Not only was it fun to play, the two did any task

They colored up ideas, and never turned down a challenge

They ended up accomplishing more than they could imagine

Their friendship was a rainbow drawn up of every color

Cindy S. could trust him as if he was a brother

But then one day

To Cindy's dismay

The trust she'd known was lost

When Marley J.

Went out of his way

To watch her erase her top

But Cindy didn't know this, nor would she for awhile

Marley went on as normal, his lies hidden under his smile

For eight months the friendship went on as if no lines had been crossed

But Marley made a comment

And Cindy found out

And that's when the coloring stopped

Her world turned upside-down and her colors turned to grey

Never in her life had she felt so betrayed

Cindy felt violated

Her friend was gone

Replaced by feelings of disgust

She felt disrespected

How could he?

Just for one moment of lust

After that one moment, for the past eight months, he'd seen beneath her clothes

What could he have been picturing, when Cindy didn't know?

All those times they'd shared together, the memories that would last

All undermined by one unchangeable moment of the past

Was it worth all the tears that Cindy cried herself to sleep?

Was it worth destroying your friendship, just because you wanted a peep?

You saw her naked, completely vulnerable, and not by her permission

And now she's utterly disappointed in you, but that was your decision

She thought more of you than to stoop to a level so low

She'll never look at you the same, and your trust she'll never know

If you're reading this, Marley J.

You owe me an apology.

Sincerely,

Your Best Friend

 

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