wow-this-sucked

I can’t chain you to me; I can’t keep you here if you want to leave. Never mind the laughs and the tears we’ve shared – what do they matter? Forget the hills and valleys we’ve marched through – they’re not important. What’s important is that all I see is your back, you’re walking away, and I can’t force you to turn around and stay.
So go. But know you take pieces of me with you.
—  losing a friend // abby, day 167 // prompt for anon