Inktober Day 25: Buddy.
Contrary to the yellow string of fate, I believe that some fated friendships are meant to be temporary. They are who we need at the time, and our lives are better for having them in it, but to continue the relationship after a certain point would be a detriment. Love is ever-lasting, but not everything. Respect, kindness, and to some degree fulfillment should always be involved with love, but is not. And when it is not, that is when the string begins to decintigrate, which is the hardest part- where you are insecurely hanging on by a thread unable to sustain the heavy weight of love. It takes self-love to let go.