It’s a strange relationship. No matter how mutual the decision was, in the end both parties grumble. Bitterness, hurt, grief, anger, disbelief, uncertainity – it brings along a lot of such feelings with it.
Ambiguity is what defines this relationship.
Is it friendship? Is it possible to get it there?
I have seen some people try too hard. An absolute disassociation is not possible for them. For some people, it’s the only option.
At times, inspite of sincere efforts, it’s difficult to be friends. I doubt that even our closest friends know us that intimately. The times you let your guard down was in the sanctuary of that relationship. Those times won’t disappear.
One of the stranger attributes I have seen is that in the middle of the most inane conversation, those times make an appearance.
Stranger yet is how in the middle of the most inane conversation, those images appear. Rather pornographic images those. And you pray to the Almighty that your face doesn’t reflect the thoughts. Its not you miss it or you want it again anymore. It’s just …………that you know you had it once.
Now you just say, Oh Romeo yeah,
I used to have a scene with him…..
(Source: Dire Straits)