Solo 2

Rebecca broke up with me. I knew it was coming, but knowing and it actually happening are two different things. Some people will be happy about this—they wanted it to end. But it was her move, and she’s right to make it. I wasn’t always the friend I should’ve been, and she’s seventeen and wants to see what else there is. I’ve been here before, done this with other people, so I know how to live with it now.

But I’ll still think about her. Not constantly, just in moments. A song, something she used to watch. She’ll just be there for a second, in the back of my head.

She was a good friend. Almost perfect, actually. Maybe too perfect for who I was. I hope she finds what she’s looking for.