It’s been going on for a couple of months now. We’ve been trying to hold things together by a thread.
You have been as close to me as anyone ever has or ever will be.For years I stuck up for you, and you? You always covered my back. We were inseparable. We were one.
But, even the closest of friends sometime discover that things just aren’t as they once were.
The warmth with which you had always provided me, has grown cold.
When we come together now, it’s as though I am wandering through a cold, drafty house that was once full of joy and comfort.
Our relationship which was once clean, soft, and woven in strength, has become threadbare and soiled by the stains of time.
We made it through the holidays for which I am happy, but even then, we knew there was a gaping hole between us that could not be fixed.
I will be sad briefly but I will press on, and remember the good times that we had together.
And, as you have indicated already, I guess it is time to split.
I will miss you…
Oh the hell with it. You my good friend, are still fairly well put together. I’ll have Schmoop wash you up and I’ll use ya as a dust rag.
I love you, my baby blue boy warmers.
Happy Friday, all.
Cheers!!
