Breaking Up With Friends

It just happens. A week ago, you’re both okay; and then one afternoon, you can no longer stretch your patience.

Sometimes, two people have lived their own worlds too long that when they rendezvous, they don’t have the will to forgive and accept. Maybe we have changed that much and no amount of memory can pull us back together.

But I’m glad we are not friends anymore. I’m not sad. I don’t have regrets. Things just happen. This time, we broke up as friends.

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