Things are not going to be okay anymore.
Damages have been done.
We couldn't kiss each other's cheek anymore like the way we used to.
I really tried.
It's not that I don't give a fuck about them anymore.
True friendship, I think is not like that.
I think, if I haven't been a real friend for them, I still know that I have been a real person.
If uttering words that would hurt behind me suits their senses, then so be it.
At least, I know in myself that I have only wronged them once.
At least, I have been fair to them, even if the truth says that it was unfair for me.
Goodbye, old friends.

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