The Best Laid Plans
I had a lot of plans that flew apart. I didn't expect to lose it all. I miscalculated. By a lot. I had too many expectations & that was my downfall. I couldn't afford to build it. The money was gone, pillaged in one large pitiful blunder that took it all away. I thought I could trust her with it. I was wrong. She steals. But I forgot that. It was this unsaid thing between us never to talk about it. I promised to her by my own honor I wouldn't. Then I decided to talk about it. She started spreading rumors and my closest friends knew but wouldn't say it to my face. I brood about it often. I had to ask her. There were too many questions that went unanswered. All the answers were unexpected. But nonetheless true. I sided with her over family. I'll regret that one day. But not today. No, today I stand proud. Proud that I tried to help someone that couldn't help themselves. I am wrong to be proud though. Because pride is the mother of all arrogance, of all failure...