Rochelle Almonte

Best Friend,

Two words that burn.

I find it a curse.

To label them with those words.

This person who promises to stay.

This person,

So loyal and kind.

Oh how naive I am.

To believe that it would be different.

To hope that it would last.

Now I’ve learned.

No more expectations.

No more hope.

I am done.

— Rochelle A.