A friendship lost, is another friendship gained.

I'm fine with just us, My family, My friends, sometimes losing a friendship can be as bad as mourning a loved one, sometimes I wonder what have I done wrong, sometimes there isn't anything you could have done wrong, I answer myself. Chapters close, new books are written every day. It's ok to let it go for no reason. I won't throw shade, I won't tell your deepest secrets, they will forever live within me. Your loss, My friendships with those that are here will forever remain if the chapters never close.

This poem is about: 
Me

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