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.