i dropped outta high school,
but the school of hard knocks had teachers i’ll never forget.
people who provide lessons i’ll never forget.
we all had those kinds of teachers in life.
once we heal and move forward,
we realize just how WACK all of them turned out to be.
their courses were actually simple but we didn’t grasp the learning lessons.
sometimes it takes being kept back a few times because we failed to get it.
sam smith said that he is too good at saying goodbye…
I’m too good at saying goodbye now.
i will hold the door open,
help someone pack,
delete their memory,
or dance on their grave.
i think i’m strong enough to get the dick and block the number after.
i can move forward rather than prolonging any hurt now.
thank GOD for putting in the work but the issue right now is…
I have a friend that I can’t seem to forgive.
his immaturity has turned me off.
for the last 6 years,
it’s been the same story.
he did something that really annoyed me,
but unlike the other times,
i stopped speaking and started that “goodbye” process.
i didn’t hear from him for months,
but he has been hitting me up.
i’ve been very short with our texts.
I removed him from my mind and I’m having a hard time putting him back.
maybe i’ve become too good at saying goodbye now?
i’m trying to recall the emotions i felt when we were really good friends,
but they don’t exist anymore.
all i can think about is the truth than the lies i told myself to forgive.
the last incident was kinda the straw that broke the camel’s back.
i don’t want to say i’ve become heartless.
i’m still kind.
if he hits me up,
i won’t be rude,
but i think the friendship we had suffered a big hit on his end.
the days of 150 chances are long gone.
If only I was this person with the emotionally unavailable wolves I suffered from.
lowkey: the way to look at things is this.
people we really loved have hurt us and ghosted.
some died and left us here alone.
once you have people die or leave with no explanation,
it becomes easier to deal with it.