Why can't we talk be friends like the old days. We act like strangers like we don't know one another. Where did it go wrong hard to make sense of it all. Taking blame with no reason or closure seeking inner peace. The term oil within burning hot scorching within. Not wanting to replace people but quick to be replayed on their end. Saying sorry never forgiven trying to make things right. Felt like things got worse.
Walking away seen as the bad guy in their story meaning well things taken out of context. Running with all the lies instead of fighting to prove them wrong. People he seen as friends betrayed his trust. He respected them as they treated him as a joke. He lived life trying not to fall into a routine