Because there comes a time where one cannot take your meaningless, contradictory, and egoistic chatter.

And then I begin to wonder who you are to me.

Do I value this relationship?

This friendship.

This friend.


Do I care for you enough?

To not hurt you.

To not forget you.

To not leave you.

If yes, then what is happening?

Why do you say that?

Why do I feel like this?

Why did this happen?

The connection between is breaking.




I’ll walk away and turn around.

To see the aftermath.

The goodbye.

The frustration.

The glee.

Then I’ll think of before.

The hello.

The elation.

The annoyance.

The build up.

The tolerance.

The end.

[I hate it when wordpress doesn’t save my words.]