I got it wrong, I admit I did
I shouldn’t have done what I did,
Destroy everything we had built,
Trust and friendship, secrets never
To be repeated, all gone in a single
Moment of madness, followed by
Regret, hurt, pain, worry about how
I’d broken everything we had. All I
Can do now is hope that the damage
Can be repaired and we can get back
To where we once was and enjoy
The special relationship we had
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The Autistic FellRunner
I am a 52 year old male with a late diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. I enjoy writing in all forms about people and life. I enjoy running over the moors where my mind can be free from the stresses of everyday life. I am currently studying for a PhD in autism and aging. I hope you enjoy my writing and please feel free to leave a comment. Thank you for taking the time to visit my site.
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