I left my best friend few months ago.
She had a complete meltdown when her fiance-to-be broke up with her. It broke my heart to see her suffering. She loses her identity every time she's in a relationship. She had only one goal in life, that is to be happily married. But she was so obsessed with her goal that abuse could also mean love to her.
It was so much harder cause I could only be within her presence & her listening ear. She refuses to move on. Its easy to just spout things that could be better for her. She knows that, but its not what her heart desires.
I had no idea how to help her. I refuse to watch her destroying herself more. So I left.
The thing is, I wasn't even sure if I could be her friend. Was it mutual love between us or taking advantage of her misfortune to make myself feel better? I wasn't sure if I hate her or that I adore her.
I could not be anymore selfish than I am to her right now. But I believe that it's for the greater good.
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out.
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