As we age and mature we realize that what we planned sometimes do not go the way we want.
We lose people in our lives, we gain new friends and we learn to fail and move on with life.
I lost a friend I’ve had for years and years and only then did I realize that the person that I lost was not the person that I became friends with.
People change and sometimes it’s hard to accept that but we have to realize we ourselves change as well.
People ask me if I’m okay losing such a close friend and why I refuse to work things out with her.
I thought about it thousands of times, should I contact her, should I accept her apology and restart from there?
Sometimes though, unfortunately, it isn’t worth the effort anymore.
You can miss someone and not want them back after all.
It took months of uncertainty, of missing the precious memories, but that’s what they are, memories that we obviously could not recreate or replace with anymore good ones.
I took the good memories with me and I left before the bad things can ruin even those.
Only I know what’s good for me and I know that cutting people out of my life is a difficult choice but sometimes these are decisions that will work for you in the long run.