We use to be friends. At this time it seems like it was moons ago that you were my go to. I am no longer mad but I am forever disappointed with who you have become. There were expectations met and so many that
were not. These expectations were not
built by me for you but built upon the years and years of us being. We were supposed to grow old together. We were supposed to always be there for one
another. We were supposed to be able to
be honest and forgiving or flaws. We
were supposed to be friends. I expected
you to be there… forever.
Even though my intelligent self understands the power of change, I do not
understand your change. It was just as
if the season changed and so did you. I
feel as if I mixed up my lifetime expectations with a seasonal friendship.
One moment we were in a good place, we laughed, joked and even had inside
situations that made our friendship unique and even special. Then it was just full of pain, hurt and
frustration. I guess that is not all
true though. I saw some things that were
different but I didn’t believe it to be in you to be. I heard some things that were not of great
caliber. I try to be aware of the dog
that brings the bone but this was the time that I may have listened a bit harder.
There were moments when I believed that I was different and we were better
than that but apparently it was just me being naïve. There were moments that I spoke up and said
what I was feeling in hope that it would make a difference to you. There were times when I expected better of
you than you were willing to give. Again
with the expectations. It seems to be
the pattern.
All of this to say, that we had an awesome run. The good definitely outweighs the bad. We were good and now we are not. Time has gone on and I am no longer mad,
upset and angry. However the hurt tends
to linger. You are doing you and I am
and doing me. While I miss you and the
friendship, I am done playing the fool.
I am disappointed in how we have come to this point, There are sorts of
wishes but you chose this outcome.
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