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it was 6 years worth, when she left. I nailed it down to a "friendships fade" and "she was asking for too much". so I told people we drifted, but we weren't planets - able to drift apart. see, I let that go, and I admit my part. I fumbled our friendship and let her go too easily then watched as it all fell apart without batting an eye or even a second thought, why? because I always treated us like we were habits. I didn't once consider how it felt to be her. how it felt to be on the receiving end of my nonchalance towards the end of something that meant everything to us once, why? because I treated us like we were habits. i always thought we'd find our way back to each other, that like recovering addicts, we'd fall back into what we once were into the comfort and bliss of us. I thought there was no way this was the end, why? because I treated us like we were habits. but we weren't addicts, and this wasn't rehab. we were patients suffering from a love left stagnant and this was our final hour on life support. it was our final goodbye.
so we pulled the plug.
it’s been two years now, since she left. why? because I treated us like we were habits.
please vote and comment your thoughts. xoxo -thehazystar.
