So long dear friend. Its been a long ride but the bus stops here.
It’s the toxic fumes of constant sarcasm. The poisonous gases of derision and ridicule.
Then there’s the pungent smell left after a jibe meant to embarrass. Rather than retort I turn a blind eye.
I hope I didn’t bore you during our ride. I hope I was a blessing and in some way positively impacted your life.
I hope when we do meet again time would have bred respect in place of familiarity.
I hope when we meet again we can still be friends.