I watch you walk away…

I think he has reached his breaking point. Well, that’s how it goes if you keep someone at arms length, at some point he realizes it’s time to give up and walk away. And walk away he has. Yes, occasionally we say hello, but the gaps in between the communication have gotten longer and longer and longer still the past few weeks.

I have felt pain worse than this. Much, much worse. The kind of pain that feels as though someone just punched you in the gut and you’re internally bleeding. No, this is not that sort of pain. I didn’t feel for him enough to feel that sort of pain upon losing him. This is more of a busted-ego induced pain- I’m disappointed at how easily he gave up. I check the stats, I make the predictions, I hypothesize, and I make my bet. But each time I pray I’d lose. I guess I somehow get an inkling of what’s going to happen and how people are going to react based on uhh “trends” and past experiences, but each time, I hope I’d be proven wrong. Why are they all the same anyway? Why do they all react the same way? Cause yeah, they do.

Anyway, people always leave. What’s important is that we take one last look, see where we went wrong, see where THEY went wrong, learn, then move forward.

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