To A Brother

Hey again brother.

I guess if I don’t write this, maybe I won’t ever be fully over it.

Maybe I won’t forever let it go.

Damn.

I actually do miss you bro.

Damn.

Why did everything turn out this way?

I thought we were going to be friends forever.

A guy I can tell my kids one day.

A guy who always had my back.

A guy who I went through University life with.

A guy I could trust to hell and back.

Alas.

That’s not how life is right?

Friends come and go.

I guess that’s how things are now.

I wish things were different.

I wish it could be as easy as forgiving you.

People tell me that forgive him, don’t live with the bitterness.

It will eat you up inside.

Do I really want to live with this forever?

Maybe I have to.

Hell, our egos are both too big I guess.

If there was a middleman that care, maybe all this is over.

We won’t be bros like we used to, but maybe we could bump into each other on the streets and say hello.

I really do wish someone really care enough to do so.

I’ll never bring myself to do that.

Because you and I, we both believe that neither is wrong.

I really did think, maybe she would be the one who would try to bring us back together.

But I guess she doesn’t bother.

Maybe you don’t bother as well.

I guess your life is better without us being brothers as it was before.

Neither is trying to reach out.

Trying to be friends again.

Well I guess I have to live life with that being a fact.

Whenever, wherever we bump into each other in the future.

Its gonna hurt.

That we are strangers now.