To Hear

Always good to hear
From you she texted me,
I try to keep in touch when
I can without being too obtuse
As I am a man and my perception
Is from my gender’s perspective
Rather than her reality which I
Only dimly perceive as a sort
Of minefield of things I may
Step on that blow up yet I
Still love her, care about
Her happiness, her life
Pursuits, pets, kids and
All that fills her own
Unique existence,
I am on not part
Of day-to-day
But still her
Friend who
Listens to
Her when
She needs
Someone who
Cares for her
As an old
Friend.
We
Know
Each other
Too well
Not to
Stay
Friends
After all we
Have shared,
Held dear,
Recollect
Fondly
Our
Mutual
Madness.