A Message To A Friend

I watched you fall into pieces days ago. Of course, you will not admit it and of course, you will say that I am exaggerating everything but then who are you (or anyone else) to say that my perspective of 'falling into pieces' is wrong? I say 'falling into pieces' is also exhibited by being as normal as how you make yourself appear to be. Watching you (and your recent antics) made me think about how I handled my supposed-love endeavors in the past. It was almost (not exactly) like looking at myself in the mirror. During such times, no matter how we put it or what we try to do, the situation we are in just gets uglier by the minute and there is nothing else that anyone can do. It really is up to us. No one can change our minds, nothing can convince us and sometimes we just have to let ourselves drown until sanity forces us to grasp for air. At our own pace, at our own time.

Just a little advice though, try not to lose your friends along the way (this often happens when our insistence for something that no longer exists becomes too suffocating). Lovers are like pebbles in your shoe, friends however, friends are like nifty, little socks that keep your feet from getting blisters.

Why am I saying this? Simple, I want you to learn from my example. If I was in-charge of the threads of fate, I would not want my friends to go through the same sad experience that I have been through. It is not something that you can honestly label as an event in your life that you can be proud of, when you look back one day.