Neither one of us wants to be the first to say goodbye. The words to that song aren’t just for a romantic couple. You and I are platonic friends, and it seems clear that we have grown apart. We don’t talk the way we used to. When we do talk, the conversation seems forced, trite, and a bit superficial. Even your texts to me aren’t the same. They lack the warmth that they once had. Friends grow apart all the time, but I never thought it would happen to us.
You don’t seem to want to hang out anymore. I sensed exasperation from you the few times that we’ve talked on the phone lately. You have a horrible poker face and voice. I’ve tried like hell over the past few months to reconnect and re-bond with you. I know you must have seen all of my efforts. But you don’t often reach back, and sometimes you ignore my calls and my texts. Now I see why. You’re pushing me away. When you do respond, you are always busy on the dates and times that I propose for us to hang out. Whenever I asked you to tell me when you’re free, you have ignored me again and again. I’m beginning to read between the lines.
So, I guess it’s time for us to go our separate ways. As much as it hurts, it’s time to take different paths. We’ve been walking on eggshells, dancing around it, and it’ll be healthier for both of us just to move on. Thank you for everything. I couldn’t have asked for a better friend, and I appreciate you more than you will ever know.
I wish you all the happiness life has to offer. I still cherish you. That will never change. If you ever find a void in your life like the one I have as I write these parting words, please know that you hold a warm place in my heart, and that you’re always welcome here. Just look me up. You know how to find me.
Farewell dear friend.
image: Joseph Sage