The Heartache of Lost

Am I jealous? No...

Am I happy? Also no...

Perhaps sad? Maybe...

Sad that she’s taking such a big step in her life without telling me.

Am I still her friend?

I don’t even know what we are anymore. We were more than friends, yet not something that was meant to be. And so, we lost our way and fell apart halfway through.

Perhaps I’m just a small chapter in her story. But if she ever wants to know—she is the most meaningful, the most significant part of mine.