Cold And Distant Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

A giving known to do.
And for years with a doing of it done.
Has become for some,
An opportunity to take one like this for granted.

And one refusing to be thought of like that,
No longer feels an obligation to remain sincere.
Or be perceived to be weak and 'nice'...
For those with appetites,
To ruin their own relationships.

There are those still left,
Who are unafraid or dare to expose themselves.
As being honest and sincere with no ulterior motives.

A giving known to do.
And for years with a doing of it done.
Has become for some,
An opportunity to take one like this for granted.

And unfortunate are the ones,
Who accept a doing from someone like this done...
To perceive their existence can not be dismissed,
From memory.

'Why are you so 'cold' and distant? '

~My shoulders can freeze up quick.
The moment I suspect a being taken for granted.
With the only guilt left to feel,
Is the time I wasted in not doing it earlier.~

'So...
Why are you becoming 'cool' towards me? '

~I've become aware of your potential.
With a noticing your ability to freelance on my turf,
Uninvited and as you please with expectations.~

'What good are friends if they can not be used? '