I haven’t done much writing lately because of how busy I’ve been…
…but I’ve certainly done a lot of feeling, and wishing I could just sit on my balcony and write. I haven’t been able to create any poetry worth posting, but here’s what I’ve been feeling the past few weeks.
Truthfully, I’ve been missing my former best friend a lot. I’ve never posted anything extensive about our friendship ending, because it wasn’t something I wanted to talk about, and still isn’t. But I miss her every day, and lately it’s been much worse. Perhaps it’s because of all the things I want to tell her about, or the things that remind me of how close we were. Regardless, the past month has been difficult emotionally, but I’ve chosen to not talk to anyone about it because I’m not a fan of that kind of honesty anymore. I haven’t talked to her in months. I have no idea how she is, none of our mutual friends talk to her anymore, either. I was planning on sending a copy of my book to her when it’s printed, because I put her in the dedication at the beginning. I know that probably sounds super ultra weird and creepy, but no matter what happened or will happen between us, no matter who dislikes her or dislikes me, she was one of the biggest proponents of my writing. She constantly pushed me to be better, she gave me time to write when I needed it, and she was an unwavering source of support.
I have no idea why it’s been so hard on me lately. There were certainly a few things about that friendship that needed to be worked on, but then again, that’s how any relationship with anyone is. I think it’s really me missing that connection, love, and consistency. There was nothing we didn’t share with each other, and I’ve never had a friendship so strong and real before.
So that’s my rant for tonight, I may or may not start posting a little more personal things on here, but I’ve never really been one for doing that so we will see. Hopefully she reads this sometime, I want nothing short of the absolute best for her.
THE BIBLE SAID ADAM AND EVE NOT ADAM AND LEAVE
what if the pokemon center just sends your pokemon’s medical bills home to your mom and your mom just doesn’t tell you about them because she doesn’t want to burden her 10-15 year old child with the harsh realities of the world of westernized medical care
Where did you get your pants from??