Musings Of A Non Muse

After all those dreams that would never be,

she finally woke up.

And now you’re losing her.

She would no longer talk to you. She’d no longer message you. No more initiating and prolonging conversations nor asking how you are. No more typing and retyping words in hopes that you’ll find some interest. She’d no longer try to make you smile when all that it is doing is take away hers.

She would no longer wait. No more waiting for the time that she’ll see you again. She’d no longer wait for your name to pop up. No more waiting if you’d remember that it’s her birthday and if you’ll ever notice that she’s not okay. She’d no longer wait for you to ask how she is.

She would no longer expect you to reciprocate – would no longer expect you to be the friend that she thought she needed. It’s unfair and wrong for both of you, she realized that now. She finally understand that no one can force someone into staying. She would stop clinging in to what you were, she’d no longer see you as her hope.

She would no longer try. No more trying to be what you need. She now knows that she can never be that friend, still she hopes for you to meet one, someone. She hopes for you to achieve all that you want ’cause she believes that you deserve it. She still wishes you well and still hopes for your happiness.

Perhaps you might not even notice but you would no longer hear from her. You would no longer be the one she thinks of sharing her stories with – good or bad. You would no longer be the person she remembers when a certain song plays. You would no longer be a constant thought in her mind. You would no longer see her. She would no longer be there.

She would no longer be your friend.

You already lost her.