THIS ONES GONNA BRUISE

Grieving the loss of someone while they are still alive. Thats where i am at these days. Never in a million years did i expect that differences of opinion would rip through friendships the way they have today. 

It feels eerily familiar, this not being chosen. Like it did in grade school when i was one of the last ones to be picked for the dodgeball team. Standing alone, hands behind my back, waiting to hear my name. That was one of the worst feelings in the world - and this ones gonna bruise. But bruises heal. 

I thought it was about my business all over again. I thought it was just my bad habits making my teeth hurt. I thought it was 100 other things - because I wasn't listening. But I was listening, and that voice told me. It told me we were through. It told me that I may have just lost something. It was not my business. It was you.

But it's you who have lost something. You have lost my trust, my loyalty, my vulnerability, my laughter, my heart and my time. I wish you well. I wish for you that no one does to you what you have done to me. May I learn my lesson. 

Thank you.