My Ears Are Yours And They Await

Confused by the ending.
And when it all began.
Did it end before the beginning?
Or was the beginning the start of the end?
I am confused by it all.
And...
In my confusion,
You want us to remain good friends?
Don't you think I deserve an explanation?

'I don't know where to begin.'

How about...
When you said you loved me!
Start from there...
To a connecting of that,
With us remaining as good friends.
I can not promise you friendship
But right now,
I can promise you my patience.
My ears are yours and they await!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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