You'd think there'd be a noise. Some definitive click, break, ending.... A 17 year friendship, gone.
I wonder how it was that I never saw her clearly. That I always assumed I was different than the masses. How I thought I mattered.
Instead, I now know I was lumped in with all her admirers. There for her to tease and stroke, until she didn't want to play anymore. I can't believe I never saw I was a toy, never dreamed I was used along with all the other men she teased.
I don't know which is worse; the humiliation, or the loss of the friendship. Honestly she had been walking a fine line with me for a year or more. I just don't care for the person she has become.
I think most of us age and become less selfish, less self-centered. She has become more...if possible. To the extent that I was drifting off anyway...
