Confrontation Rant

Margaret R. Saraco

The day began as it began and then it took a turn, which I didn’t expect,

isn’t that the way most days go? I’m not sure, some days are better 

than others; can we agree on that at least…at least we can agree on that, 

I will admit that my reaction to you in the meeting was explosive, 

it had to be said, and I was defending my friend; I am loyal, and I will 

tell it to you; later tonight I will toss and turn in bed and wonder what

I have done, wonder if I should not have opened my mouth; the look on 

your face was not funny, but then again, it wasn’t supposed to be. The 

truest mark of friendship is loyalty, isn’t it? You should not have been so 

callous, and while I won’t live with cowardice. I will live with regret, the 

day began boring somewhat eventless and by the end, it wasn’t what I had 

expected, and you are wherever you are, yelling about me to someone else 

because I caught you in another lie, and we will live here together in my 

mind, together in my mind, for a long time, minutes, hours, days, replaying 

each part and to right things, since I caused harm… thinking if I should 

have said it, or not have said one solitary word, and wondering 

if it was worth it.