Could it ever make sense to just cut your ties and move on? Would you lose the people that you've been trying to keep, or could everybody just move on with you?
I'm cleansing my life.
But who does that mean I should keep, and who should I throw away? And are the people I am throwing away worth tossing, or should I give them another chance to continue the journey and move forward? And really, what is forward? If we are constantly moving ahead and forging onward, then isn't every friendship one that we should be trying to move on from? Shouldn't everybody get left behind? What if I want to leave everyone I know, and try something new? Is that discriminatory, or sane? Who decides what is fair and what isn't?
I've done you. I could say. I've seen what you have to offer.
But is that fair? If somebody said that to me, would I accept it? Or would I protest, because you never feel as if anyone has seen all that you've got to offer. If I cut you loose, who am I to judge? Who am I to say that you have given all that you have to give? Who am I to ask these questions that you can't even ask yourself?
Who are you to question me? Who are you to wonder whether my judgement has been misplaced. If you haven't risen to the occasion, then are you any better than the rest? I ask you these questions; you refuse to answer. And so, in that refusal, I dredge my answers and learn the things I never wanted to learn. You aren't ready to move forward with me. I am not ready to take you. Exist in your existence. I'll exist in mine. We'll see each other another day, and maybe then, we will be ready to exist together as we do so separately in these times.
The world evolves in curious ways. Who is to say what is right and what is wrong? I don't know up from down, let alone right from wrong. Nobody is in a place to tell me. I am not in a place to listen. Watch me grow and watch me learn and watch me watch you with every twist and tumble and move...Take care, friend.
I'll see you another day.