I’ve always
said that friendship is eternal –
but maybe I
am too idealistic – too naïve.
We agreed
that friendship was for life,
but it was
never supposed to be a sentence.
If there is
really nothing left that I can offer you,
I have no
option but to respect your point of view.
I don’t even
begin to know
how to let
this go.
Yet, my
life’s mission never was to torture you.
Just don’t
ask me to say that
to chuck it
all away is right.
It feels so
wrong.
If you ever
need me, I’m still here for you.
Memories are
eternal.
Mine will
see me through.
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