If it's over, it's over.

Easier said than done.
Letting go of something isn't easy, and letting go of a person is harder.
I lost my best friend because things got too...complicated? different? mean?
I don't know.
All I know is, it's over. Liezl Francisco is not synonymous to a best friend in my story anymore, that chapter of my life is over. She's still a character in it, but with an entirely different role now. There hardly is no role for her in my life now, she's a cameo.
That's sad, but that's what happened. I'm pretty sure she hates my guts, but I didn't do anything to hurt her. That's that. Not everyone knows what happened, because I don't want to talk about it with them all. I still am not mad at her.
But it's over our friendship. That long, deeply rooted friendship that traces its beginnings back to first grade. Had she only not changed, maybe we would have stayed friends til the end.
Then again, what does the end entail anyways? THIS definitely is an end, and we were friends til the end.
Wow...what a bad statement! Of course friends til the end, because after the end you aren't friends anymore. DUH! I can't believe I never realized that. It isn't a cute statement at all....it's just a fact. :(

Back to the point....
Our friendship is over and we probably won't talk to each other for the rest of our natural lives. *sigh* I get that. I have accepted that.
But I still worry over her.
All the time, because no one is taking care of her the way I did: always making sure she ate, making sure she did her homework, helping her study, keeping her from hurting herself, everything. And now... no one does that.
I still can't get over the fact, I guess.
I'm still worried over someone that I have to let go of now.

So, that's a good lesson to have in my list. Just one that I haven't learned yet.