The things we lost in silence...
Courage.
To tell you that distance doesn’t mean avoidance.
Nor does it mean indifference.
Friendship is not measured by what I can do for you but for
all that I mean to you.
I’m in the clear here. I am right.
All that I am guilty of is a lack of enthusiasm—your kind of
enthusiasm. And as they say, it takes two to tango. Apparently, you were
looking for better choreography, fresher chemistry.
“Good luck” feels like such a slap in the face when it comes
with a goodbye note.
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