It is difficult to tell when you have a friend. At first it hurts to think that all was an illusion. Then it turns into a slight pain. And then, just a melancholic pinch.

You start to wonder if your endeavor was just stupid. But, then, maybe you were not meant to be friends with them at all?

Where pieces didn’t fit, and so we must part our ways.

I just wish it never happened in the first place if that’s the case.