My friend, I may be cheesy today but I do hope this gets to you even though it’s more likely for a meteor to hit the planet than you going across this page. You see I’ve just clicked on a button in FB. It’s the ugly X button which is just right beside your cute little pic with your name in it. I did it effortlessly, without blinking an eye and never think twice. Normally I’d do the same to some “friends” better off disposed from the List. But to a friend? A REAL friend? Would I? Now why would I.
Because you know what you are my friend? Let me tell you what you are. You’re a silly crackpot, an insane immature big blob walking the earth, a cheeky gal smart enough to keep her feet on the ground. Delightfully outrageous, funny and mind-boggling. We share the same qualities that is why I really believe that YOU with ME and our reckless company, we can really bring the house down! Let me be a gentleman about it: you are simply one of the best! And oh how you never fail to make me laugh till the tears roll down my eyes. There are times when I thought I wanted to bear-hug you and kiss your mouth. There are times when I just wanted to give you an atomic drop! Our funny moments, let me see..shall I sing “those were the days” my friend? How much I like your companionship my friend, you have no idea.
And so it goes on that one imperfect day. You have your reasons and I got mine and both of us were sooo right that everything went so wrong. Years of friendship determined in an hour. We slipped didn’t we? Now we’re in a can of shit. Now we’re awkwardly no longer in speaking terms, officially and personally. Even though I tried to give a sign that that should not be, it is written in your face that you’d rather not be in the same room with me. Remorse, something I can easily express especially to a friend like you. But beyond that there is really nothing much to offer. You see, in spite of me burning bridges, I can look at it as water under the bridge too. Or, we can look back at the fragments of our cordial disposition scattered all around. The tolls of our daily grind! (Cabin fever?)
Going back to that emblematic X, let me tell you one last thing my friend. Although I acted like a kid in this manner, that is so I would not be hypocritically in deception with myself. But, to tell you the truth, as soon as I have clicked on that ugly tool, I was already scrambling for the Undo Delete button. But somehow, it’s nowhere to be found..