One of the worst feelings in this life is to lose the friendship of a person you've known for a long, long time. The only thing that beats this feeling is to lose that friendship and not know why or how it happened.
Why?
Relationships can be very fragile alliances. Built on trust, faith and a common understanding, a small error of judgement, a tiny chink in the links of trust can bring everything crumbling down. Was my friendship today lost because of this?
Sometimes we intentionally end relationships. To achieve this, we do things that we know shouldn't be done, but do it anyway, regardless of the predictable consequences. And when we do this, it makes sense: maybe its better not to be friends because the friendship brings more harm than good. Was this why i was told to go away? Because i brought more harm than good?
Honestly, i think i know why things happened the way they did today. But i hope that i'm wrong in my assumptions. Because if i'm right, then very little can be right with the person i used to call a friend. I'm not saying this out of bitterness or spite. Its a token of advice that can be ignored or embraced. The only reason why i offer it is because i care enough to observe and tell the truth.
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