Sometimes friendships end. The ones you didn’t want to end. At least, end now. There was much still left to explore. Much to experience.
A few strong words, a violently shut door. Tensions, appearing seemingly out of nowhere. A string, threaded carefully through time, ruptured. Gone. Your fault? Their fault?
These endings are painful; as their sudden nature implies. Yet the pain doesn’t imply a transgression of life’s rules.
The shore; a place where land ends. Where the journey, the one you’ve carefully built together, ends. There’s nowhere else to go, no going back. Time goes only in one direction.
Where the land ends, the sea begins. A new voyage, a search for new friendships, can begin. To venture out for new lands is to learn to be better. Kinder, warmer, smarter.
To reconcile in peace.
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“Mykonos” by Fleet Foxes. Lyrics: Robin Pecknold;
The door slammed loud and rose up a cloud of dust on us Footsteps follow, down through the hollow sound, torn up
And you will go to Mykonos With a vision of a gentle coast And a sun to maybe dissipate Shadows of the mess you made
Pallid animals in the snow-tipped pines I find Hatching from the seed of your thin mind all night
And you will go to Mykonos With a vision of a gentle coast And a sun to maybe dissipate Shadows of the mess you made
Brother, you don’t need to turn me away I was waiting down at the ancient gate
You go Wherever you go today You go today I remember how they took you down As the winter turned the meadow brown
You go Wherever you go today You go today
When out walking, brother, don’t you forget It ain’t often that you’ll ever find a friend
You go Wherever you go today You go today You go Wherever you go today You go today You go Wherever you go today You go today You go Wherever you go today You go today You go Wherever you go today You go today You go Wherever you go today You go today You go Wherever you go today You go today