When we first got together, I thought it was for eternity.
Meeting every day, talking for hours on the phone and sharing everything with each other, we were completely inseparable.
With each other around, life was indeed beautiful. We didn't need anything or anyone else.
We were happy. We truly were. Or, so I thought.
Because one day, it all fell apart. Within minutes, it was all over.
We were over. For good. I'd never imagined it would hurt so much.
It hurt more than it did when I had a break-up.
Breaking up with friends is the worst feeling ever!
While love is impactful, piercing through your heart, it's friendship that's your biggest support, the gentle cushion against everything else, against all pain.
We often take our friends for granted. Unlike love, there are no grand gestures, no expressing of emotions. Not as often, at least.
Our friends are supposed to be there for us. They're the ones who're meant to handle us at our vulnerable best. Comfort us when we need it the most. Solve our problems. Stand with us when we're alone.
They're supposed to be just there for us.
Breaking up with friends is the worst feeling ever!
While love is impactful, piercing through your heart, it's friendship that's your biggest support, the gentle cushion against everything else, against all pain.
We often take our friends for granted. Unlike love, there are no grand gestures, no expressing of emotions. Not as often, at least.
Our friends are supposed to be there for us. They're the ones who're meant to handle us at our vulnerable best. Comfort us when we need it the most. Solve our problems. Stand with us when we're alone.
They're supposed to be just there for us.
But sometimes, they aren't there. And it hurts. Really hurts.