Olivia

It's been roughly
three years since
I lost my best friend.

Or rather,
she lost me.

I still remember
vividly how
we used to hang out
Every chance we could,
And in each moment, we would
Spend our time to
Cherish one another,
To be glad to
Be able to
Confess our secrets to one another,
To openly say
How much we loved one another.

That was,
Until three years ago.

That was,
Until you no longer saw me
As a brother from another mother,
And saw me as
Demonic hellspawn.

I remember when we had our argument.

I'll never forget that day.

That day when
You wished that I just kept
My big mouth shut
When your mother was saying
That the world would be better
If we all served gods will.

I couldn't keep my mouth shut anymore,
I couldn't keep what I truly felt
About that book of fables
For so long anymore
My love.

I just couldn't.

Because I remember that
You and I made a pact
To always fight for the
Rights of everybody,
No matter what they believed in,
No matter where they came from,
No matter who they loved,
Or what they wanted to wear on the
Temple they call their skin.

Aye,
I really thought that
You would be open enough
To understand why I
Could not,
Nor will not,
Let what your mother said slide
Through my fingers.

Because you and I both knew
Exactly what she meant.

She wanted uniformity of ideals,
Uniformity of beliefs,
Because hey,
Every knee shall bow to God,
Right?

Except... when they don't.

I'm sorry,
But I would not
Submit my mind to
Such an entity,
An entity who,
Since history can remember,
Was used by men to
Justify the worst atrocities ever committed.

Looking back at what happened,
I figure I should have been more polite,
That I should have been more understanding,
That i should have catered my speech
To my intended audience more effectively.

But, it was done.

I told her how this
Country that you and I call home
Was founded upon the idea of the
Separation of church and state,
And that anybody,
No matter what they believed,
Should be free to believe in
Whatever God
(Or no God at all)
They saw fit.

That... didn't end well, you see,
Because immediately after that
She was at my throat,
Calling me a lunatic,
Unpatriotic,
And a miserable godless satanic heathen,
Simply because I didn't subscribe to
Her beliefs.

And sadly,
I see that you also echoed
Your mother's wishes
And similarly cursed me
Out of the 5 years
We have known and loved for
One another,
Over a disagreement of beliefs.

I know now that you
Never want to hear
Any words from me ever again,
But I want you to know
That i hope that everything is going well,
That you're having a happy, fulfilled life,
And that you and your loved ones
Would have a bright future.

And hey,
I still have a Coke for you,
If you want to share it.