  Everyone, or at least most people have a core group of friends, The Breakfast Club as I like to call them.
Well in my case I am fortunate enough to be surrounded with larger than life characters....this is all fine and well until one day something/someone rocks the boat and drama ensues. This is precisely what happened to me a few months ago......and I'd be lying if I told you that I didn't think about it everyday. Sometimes people can surprise you and you realize that for having shared so much and given so much of yourself, you never really knew this person at all.
In your mind's eye they were the kind of person that had you known them at the tender age of 6, you would have carved their name in a tree alongside your own or you always thought they would be the friend that your own children would refer to as 'aunt' XXX minus the blood relation. This is not always so. Things happen. People change, it's human nature. It used to be a pleasant little kingdom.
I've been told on numerous occasions that love is never having to say you're sorry, but in actuality that is precisely what it is.....sometimes sorry is enough to alleviate the pain of any situation and sometimes, not even love is enough. It was a pleasant little kingom, full of pleasant little things. Lots of gardening and fixing, all very outdoors. And in the driveway is a sports car I shouldn't have bought.....and if on occasion I think about you......I eliminate the thought.
I can't really say that I'm sorry........the castle needs repair and I never shed a tear. What I am sorry for is that you'll have missed out on some of the best people you ever could have hoped to surround yourself with.....all for the life that you've envied for so long. Good luck with that, you've sold your soul. 
