Right now I feel like letting go. If something hurts more than it helps, is negative more than it is positive and doesn’t feel like a pool of love and trust, is it worth going on with because we’ve been close for almost a decade now?
Maybe, just maybe all friendships were not made to last. Maybe it was an epoch, not meant to last for life’s entirety.
Why keep eating an orange even when the pulp is gone? It only goes bitter there on out. I’d rather keep all of those wonderful, special experiences that friends share in a good memories draw in my brain than to tarnish those memories with the dregs of a friendship gone sour.
Maybe I’m wrong.