Life has no smooth road for any of us; and in the bracing atmosphere of a high aim the very roughness stimulates the climber to steadier steps, till the legend, over steep ways to the stars, fulfills itself.

W. C. Doane

Monday, March 19, 2012

Goodbye My Friend

I hate you. I hate you because I loved you, because I trusted you, because you were supposed to be my friend. In the end you allowed your pride to get in the way. I know I made mistakes, but nothing is unforgivable. At least not the things I would ever be capable of. I'm sorry you couldn't work through your own self pity to realize I was there for you. I was always there for you. I was a real friend. But, like everyone has before you, you chose to walk away and blame it on me.

Well you know what? It's not about me anymore. It's not about me not being worth it. It's about you. You're no longer worth my time, my thoughts, my energy. This is my goodbye. This is my good riddance.

It's not me It's you.


  1. leila, your pain is so often tangible... i have no wisdom to offer you - we all at times need to grieve our perceived losses...

    i have found over time though that we have very few real friends - most are merely acquaintances on our journey through life...

    stay strong womon!!!!

    1. Thanks Proud :) I think alot of this is just part of growing. I'm only 27 so maybe it's now that we learn to deal with alot of the thoughts that haunt us.

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