Cottage

I saw him today,
my best friend of a decade,
now strangers making small talk,
unknown to each other,
still a father to my daughter,
no longer my lover,
all long since passed,
deep seated anger,
hurt at what transpired, rebuilding my empire;

a tiny cottage.

Emily©

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