My feelings are confused.
I was not the one left out standing in the cold.
I was not the one blindsided.
I was not even around when it all happened.
I feel like this a déjà vous moment.
Only now I am a by stander listening and lending support.
It was abrupt and cold hearted to dump garbage just like that and then leave.
What was the apology for when clearly there is no intention of ever showing up?
Why bother saying, “if you ever need anything…” then go into hiding?
This is not my story and yet I feel pained and sorry and helpless.
My feelings are pushing to fight and mend it.
But my thoughts tell me otherwise.
I wonder now … are my feelings confused or is it my thoughts feeling scrambled?