R.S.V.P.
"Thanks, but no thanks," is what you said
I get your drift, our friendship's dead
Your answer's curt, you're clearly peeved
You wear your hurt on your shirt sleeves
I haven't called and you feel miffed
Sorry that you take offense
But you want more than I can give
I only asked you to be nice
So worry not, I shan't ask twice
R.S.V.P., so short and sweet
You're in my trash, I hit delete!
There is no more sure way to kill a friendship than to demand that certain expectations be fulfilled. Friendship, like love, must be freely given and cannot be forced into pre-conceived parameters of behavior.
And like the party, life will go on, with or without you.
Be Well and Good Luck!
Martha Maria
copyright 2012