What Matters

There came up a matter, of which kind doesn’t matter, but the matter separated friends that were tight.

For one wouldn’t talk because the other wouldn’t listen and they both knew they were right.

Well the laughter stops and the conversations dropped and they both blame the other out of spite.

And the friends fell apart connection lost in the dark and it seemed to happen over night.

The days turn in to months and months turned in to years and the memory of love lost brought both of them to tears. Of those days that they would laugh and smile and held each other dear.

That matter there was so important that triggered all the fears doesn’t matter anymore they just wish the other was near. And the memories that remain aren’t of any pain.

It was the smiles that brought the tears.

-Craig Carlson