It’s better to quit before it becomes ugly

So it is. What should be gone is gone. Am I sad? Sure I am. But I can’t help it, because it’s not my decision. I am not being needed anymore. The worse feeling one can ever had is not being needed. That is reality, you might say, reality sucks, yes, we are all selfish people. Before you need something you must learn how to give, since two of us are being selfish, then we can’t match. This is the worst play, you quitted first, it’s good to quit, I guess that is a correct thing you do, otherwise it’s ugly. It’s better to quit before it becomes ugly.

Something is fading away

Something is fading away. I can feel it. It’s ok. Nothing could resist time and distance, what do you think? Eventually it’s not more than just an acquaintance; with good intentions to prolong by either of us would seem to be silly. Reality is crucial, don’t being naïve. Don’t blame me for being aloof; sometimes you even ignored my existence. I need to leave, before you leave me, apparently you did. I know it’s fading away. That little thing between you and me.