When Best Friends Fall Apart

  • It is going to be hard first few days
  • You may not like any other company -If you cannot be in the one of your want, there’s no one who can fill that gap
  • You are disappointed in yourself and others
  • Trusting anyone else would be hard
  • NOTHING would seem to make you see as yourself as still being better off; even when someone mentions the dying children in Africa, you would want to punch them for not understanding
  • NOBODY would understand what you are going through

What You Can Do

  • Want to cry? Cry
  • Want to shut yourself from the world? Do
  • Want to talk about/write about it/sing about it? Talk, write, sing.
  • Happy talks suck, so don’t take part in them. But don’t make living sour for others.
  • Days will go by, each day harder, but you are alive, breathing, and unbroken.
  • A month will go by, a year, and then 5 and then you may look back and skip the “ugly parts”

It does feel like a part of your body has been sliced off. A horrible accident, something that you wish had never happened. But it did. You will carry scars, every accident gives you one. Embrace them; they make you stronger, and happier: you lived through it.

And no, you will never find anyone as great as the one you just lost. And that’s called life. 🙂 Coming in terms with it would just make it easier. Torturing yourself won’t.

God that was strange to see you again
Introduced by a friend of a friend
Smiled and said ‘yes I think we’ve met before’
In that instant it started to pour,
Captured a taxi despite all the rain
We drove in silence across Pont Champlain
And all of the time you thought I was sad
I was trying to remember your name…

This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
Tried to reach deep but you couldn’t get in
Now you’re outside me
You see all the beauty
Repent all your sin

It’s nothing but time and a face that you lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn’t choose
I’ll write you a postcard
I’ll send you the news
From a house down the road from real love…

Live through this, and you won’t look back…
Live through this, and you won’t look back…
Live through this, and you won’t look back…

There’s one thing I want to say, so I’ll be brave
You were what I wanted
I gave what I gave
I’m not sorry I met you
I’m not sorry it’s over
I’m not sorry there’s nothing to save

I’m not sorry there’s nothing to save…


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