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Hey there, stranger.


It’s been a long time, I’m sure you’re aware of that. I’d like to say that I’m glad you are well, but I have absolutely no idea how you are. There are few strands between us now. And yet, I can still feel the weight of our friendship, how once we were inseparable, the best of friends. Now that weight is nothing more than a fleeting memory in moments of solitude, but it's one that never stays away for very long.

You can’t be forgotten because forgetting you would be like forgetting myself. But then again, maybe this distance is right. Maybe we are better off as far apart as possible. Perhaps we were never meant for each other. We knew it would never work, and we know now that the friendship we had before created a bond that would make slipping back into romance too easy. It would make repeating the same mistakes too likely, repeating the same heartbreak certain. That's something I'm not willing to risk. Breaking my own heart would be my responsibility to bear, but I can’t once again be responsible for breaking yours.

You knew me inside and out, and I, you. We were there for each other in the best of times and through the most difficult of times. We definitely managed to put each other through hell on occasion, but when support was needed most, support was given. I sometimes find myself wondering why we couldn't stay in touch, to continue supporting each other. Would it have been so bad if we had gotten coffee that one day? Surely we could at least send emails to wish each other a happy birthday. Or a happy New Year. We've been through so much. You were and still are a part of my life, however big or small, and there is nothing I can do to ever change that.

But all that I can do now is wish you the best in unseen melancholy. Wish for you the great, bright, loving future that I know you'll have without me. Wish for you to find the lover of your dreams and to create a lifetime of your fantasies. Wish for you to find the kind of friendship that we had, but with a better partner. I wish for you all the best, and although you will never read this, although we may never speak to each other again, although you are gone from my life, I wish you nothing short of happiness.

Never again to be yours,

Your Former Friend

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  1. UnknownApril 25, 2014 at 12:18 AM

    Hey, what's up man?

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  2. Carpe DiemApril 25, 2014 at 10:25 AM

    A friend is found when you are happy to see them. A love is found when it hurts to leave them.

    ReplyDelete

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