• It wouldn’t be any good

    by  • September 5, 2010 • Acceptance, Friends, Letting Go, Lost Love • 0 Comments

    I’m not going to tell you anything about my life anymore – perhaps we’ll discuss the weather and the news and the obnoxious roommates – but that’s about all.

    I know I hold myself back from telling you anything remotely deep or personal because there is nothing that you can do. You can’t come running to hug me anymore. You can’t make me laugh and take me on long walks in the middle of the night. You can’t ever again be the first face I wake up to and the last person I tell goodnight.

    Maybe I can tell you that I miss you and your voice and all of your stupid jokes. But that doesn’t bring you or any part of you back.

    It wouldn’t be any good to live in the past.

    So, farewell friend. You once were the nearest and dearest thing to my heart.

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