Dear Reader - Don't take it personal, its life.
Memories of your past and reflections of moments you can't seem to let go. Can be a constant tug of war. Thoughts of you invade my peace of mind, stirring up emotions, grief. Coping with reality, this someone I once looked to, and I now look past. Whether we want to acknowledge our friendships as relationships, they are. Finding time for long talks, outings, or simply short hellos. You go from "I'll be there" to "I’ll try", the distance creates an invisible wall. Separating your every days to every other day, now you’re asking, where did time go? Is it time that drives a hole between two people who once shared an unbreakable bond? Is the distance so great the force pulls you apart? Or is it because we are constantly growing and some faster than others? Your commons become uncommon as your likes become dislikes. The battle with letting go of those who no longer share my life. Losing a friend sometimes can be the biggest heartbreak. I can close my eyes and see your smiles and hear the echoes of the laughs we shared. I morn, nothing stays the same. Pointless attempts to get back that old feeling, you arrange reserved time to re-connect. Your bond is broken and beyond repair. I lift my glass to my lips and drink to the good times.
Emotions can get the best out of reality, no time to cry a river for all those who’ve come and gone. Instead I cherish my mental Rolodex we’ve created over the years and keep it moving. I miss you from a distance, still cheering you on during this journey we call life. Wishing nothing but happiness and love despite my absence.
Life can be spontaneous and unpredictable, we have to just keep moving, leaving others behind. We are like trees, constantly growing new branches in life. Our branches hold different memories, our trees tell a story. I embrace new branches sprouting and growing. There will always be new but it’s the old that holds us together. A wise person once told me "People come into your life for a reason, season or lifetime" so why cry. Wasting time trying to figure out why our path which we once walked together has reached a crossroad. I went left as you went right. I look back and throw up the peace sign, and SMILE.
When best friends, become strangers.
If your not working on yourself, then what the fuck are you doing?