June 19th, 2010

How is one suppose to to react to being betrayed by one's best friend? How is one suppose to stay mad at them but at the same time being continuously reminded of the best times spent with them? When they were the most valued friend suddenly becoming a hated traitor the next moment? When the memories pains you both consciencely and unconsciencely? Its not that I am searching for a way to forgive the backslahing, or to let go of the grudge, but rather how am I suppose to forget a great friend that had impacted my life so well but backstabbed me in the end? If I could forget thier names, maybe I would be a happier man. If they didn't do it, I would have been much happier...we could of had fun, we could shared thousands of more laughs, millions of more memories but...but they made thier choice.