It’s late

Letting go can be such a strange process sometimes.

It's kind of funny how you can go from knowing someone and being used to their presence – physically and in the abstract sense – to all of a sudden that person becoming nothing more than a face, like seeing a photograph without a caption underneath it. Occassionally you'll wonder about the context of what you're seeing, but you've learned by now that it's best not to ask. I still think about it every now and then, but there's no point in being bitter about it, we can't chase yesterday nor broken people.

It was fun being good to you.

Posted: November 13th, 2013
Categories: Late Night Blurbs, Life
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