Exiting the Rabbit Hole
A twinge in my gut told me it was done. I found myself going over and over in my mind from day on to now. I am fine with this life and fine with how it ended. I pray that everything works out for her. I will be there for her as a friend and a confidant, though she won’t confide in me. I will endure my time and be happy again.
“Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.” but also, the pain that endures for the sake of my friend will forever be the downfall of my ability to love without memory of another.
None may ever read what I write but it is written to be remembered if by no one but myself.