🎶Who knows if we shall meet again, if ever?🎶
I doubt I will ever meet the people who betrayed my trust along the way in the wild world that was EP and is now SW.
Or the guy I will always worry about, although the probability of talking to him again is almost non-existent.
I am not even sure he thought about our friendship as I did.
I doubt he or the others would read this, even if they knew of its existence.
Social media is fickle and fleeting.
You make a connection one day, and the next it is gone like it never existed at all.
Maybe for the players, it only existed in my mind.
They can hardly be expected to care.
But, whatever the case may be, today, I feel differently about all those experiences.
I forgive all the hurt caused, but still keep my boundaries.
I miss but don't grieve my one-time friend's absence.
Since he touched my heart, whether he knew or not, I will always hope he's doing well.
If I could reach the players, I would say you only broke me for a while, and I rose like a phoenix, stronger and more aware.
Less likely to be burned.
I think you must be so miserable, and I can almost feel sorry for you, but then I remember how you treat women like they are disposable entertainment, and I can't.
However, you are human, so I wish you no harm but little success.
My friend, whom I no longer know anything about, I hope he is happy now and living a great life.
Knowing you was what I needed at the time, and I can never regret it.
To all you I have known for years, and you have seen it all, the good, bad, and ugly, thanks for being my friend.
I know I don't talk much or express my gratitude very often, but it is felt and appreciated.
Or the guy I will always worry about, although the probability of talking to him again is almost non-existent.
I am not even sure he thought about our friendship as I did.
I doubt he or the others would read this, even if they knew of its existence.
Social media is fickle and fleeting.
You make a connection one day, and the next it is gone like it never existed at all.
Maybe for the players, it only existed in my mind.
They can hardly be expected to care.
But, whatever the case may be, today, I feel differently about all those experiences.
I forgive all the hurt caused, but still keep my boundaries.
I miss but don't grieve my one-time friend's absence.
Since he touched my heart, whether he knew or not, I will always hope he's doing well.
If I could reach the players, I would say you only broke me for a while, and I rose like a phoenix, stronger and more aware.
Less likely to be burned.
I think you must be so miserable, and I can almost feel sorry for you, but then I remember how you treat women like they are disposable entertainment, and I can't.
However, you are human, so I wish you no harm but little success.
My friend, whom I no longer know anything about, I hope he is happy now and living a great life.
Knowing you was what I needed at the time, and I can never regret it.
To all you I have known for years, and you have seen it all, the good, bad, and ugly, thanks for being my friend.
I know I don't talk much or express my gratitude very often, but it is felt and appreciated.







