the soul usually knows what to do to heal itself. the challenge is to silence the mind
She shared deepest parts of herself to his magic mirror.
He knew her well, what she was, why she does.
They were less of a lover and almost brothers.
When the going got rough, he offered no shoulder.
And rather fled than rally to defend.
Once long time mate, was, a part time chum.
Time has passed, wound somewhat healed.
They are no longer friends, nor are they enemies.
They became strangers, with tainted memories.