Its a different kind of loss


The one that comes with the disintegration of a friendship. ⁣⁣
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For what closure can be gained, when there was no blow up, no clear ending, ⁣⁣
just lives outgrown. ⁣⁣
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And while we can honour the years of memories, the eons of laughs, we cannot grasp ahold of something that does not wish to stay. ⁣⁣
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And though life has takes us down different pathways, the love of the lives intertwined, will always remain. ⁣⁣
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Honouring our time together, grieving the idea of a future filled with each other’s presence I once held. ⁣⁣
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Remembering we will forever be a part of each other’s histories, which helped forming us into becoming, someone new. ⁣

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