| mousharilla ( @ 2009-03-24 14:58:00 |
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| Entry tags: | sombre moments |
Letter to no one.
Sometimes, when something is broken.. You have a chance to fix it.
But when it gets broken over and over again, and the cracks are so visible that what was once beautiful is just a horror show waiting to be broken again with a simple nudge.. Then maybe it should be put away.
Maybe it should be thrown away, because what use is something that is so broken you're even afraid to touch it in case it falls apart, crumbling beneath the gentlest caress? But looking at it.. All the memories and the laughter and the joy..
I don't think I can. Not yet.
And the saddest thing is, you probably don't realize that this is all that's left of our friendship.Or maybe you do, and you just don't care. I don't know anymore. I've been second best to everyone else with you these past few.. months? years? I don't even know where I stand anymore. I wish I could say that I didn't care, but I miss being your friend - Without all the awkwardness that we're somehow left with.
I wish I could pinpoint that one moment in time when it all started to fall apart, and erase it. But I can honestly say it was everything and nothing. It was that one joke that hurt a little more than it should have, and imagined slights that went by remembered.. It was you walking away, or me never showing up. I wish I could say it was all you and live a guilt free life. But all the double edged words I've said in mock severity but meant in malice.. I can't erase those.
So here's to you, and to me.. And what we can't fix.
It's been a blast.