Sometimes there could be a million faces you see, countless of voices you hear and recognize. Amongst them, very few leave any traces of existence in your life, any impact to you. Both good or bad. But then again, there's more to life than just black or white. Stripes or dots. De facto, the few ones who've made a difference, the few ones who've sacrificed to guide you through the risk of darkness, shaded you some light even when the last faint flicker of hope's snuffed away, they are the ones who are worth your everything.
I know our friendship's been stagnant for some time now. Blaming change wouldnt help to purify the filthy air, not the slightest bit. We're both occupied. Occupied with commitments, we've both got a long list of it. Difference; its two different lists. But we've been there the last time, and yet we still came out strong. I hate to admit it, but now that you've got yourself an addition to your list of obligations, I realised for a fact that things would be different around here now. However hard it may be, I choose not to see it as a pithole.
I'm sorry I havent been the one giving in our friendship, that you'd seem to be the one who's been contributing, trying to keep it alive. I'm sorry. We've been through so much (shits or not) together, this inane setback cant be the one to end our friendship. We'll get back up on our feets and move on, I'll give in on my part and Im expecting the same from you, albeit everything else that we're trying hard to juggle with, to maintain our grasp on.
One thing I really feel you should know;
Yes, I'm blessed with many new friends, a great awesome bunch of them I really adore and appreciate. But none of them are like you, and none will take your spot. Who can ever beat your forever lame blonde jokes and superrr "blonde with black hair" antics? No one. (I answered despite it being a rhetorical question just in case youre trying to give me a "blonde" reply, you always do) I know you too much that sometimes I wouldnt dare to ask why you did what. Im still holding on to my Best, holding on tight. Just dont give up/in so easily, will you?
A bag full of insecurities will get you to nowhere