Like all good things, this too must come to an end. I just wish we could have ended it differently, ended it on a better note perhaps, rather than just absolute silence followed by a lifetime of regret on my part more than yours I suspect. I, who used to live for closures opted for none this time for I know I could never bear the pain of accepting the truth in your decided answer. Maybe this is all there will ever be for us, one evening of great conversation and many, many evenings of endless jokes and laughter, and maybe that should be enough for me to always remember. Remembrance of things past...remember that you were the first guy ever to understand my astounding lack of faith in God and humanity, remember that you were always showing off your racket skills, remember that I never had to hit any balls because you were just there...and in remembering, I actually want to forget.
I like you more than you will ever know. You are years older and my immediate boss's good friend and perhaps that contributed to the mystique of the whole attraction; but if I didn't like you this much, I would not be feeling this immense sorrow of losing something that I never actually had in the first place. I have to leave while there is still hope for escape. In so many ways, you were the ultimate highlight of my entire year and even if you cannot return the same compliment, I thank you for so many brilliant Mondays, if for nothing else.
