Have you ever broken down one of your bridges to let another person’s bridges be mended?
I burned our bridge when I broke my word.
Dishonorable, that’s what that was. I could’ve avoided this fall.
The way my mind works is a double-edged sword.
I search for meaningful conversations from all.
It’s my fault, I made our bridge crumble.
A bad decision reducing it to rubble.
I repaired a bridge with the pieces of mine,
I did this all with good intentions.
I hope that time would work as an anodyne,
I want our friendship back to a good condition.
From the debris rose a mended bridge so beautiful.
A relationship that will forever be meaningful.