That's it. Here we are.
We have reached the end.
We have finally ran out of road
and now it's time
to go our separate ways,
because we are no longer
anything to one another -
we are not even friends.

You made your choice,
and now I have made mine.
I honestly thought things would turn out differently -
but it seems as if what has happened
was always just a matter of time.

Things were not always perfect -
we had our share of
disagreements and fights...
there was always a distance between us,
but we did have some good times.

I never expected us to reach a point
where and when we couldn't
talk to one another -
but that is ultimately what happened,
that is how things now are,
and from now on that is
how thing always will be -
but that is how you wanted things,
so that is how things will proceed.

I tried. I never gave up hope
that we could make it work.
I might not have always been right,
and I admit that I made mistakes -
but I learned, and I did all that I could
to be there for you when you needed me;
but something happened:
our time ran out, we grew apart,
you have gone your way
and now I must go mine.

There was a time when
I would have done anything for you -
more than you would
ever have done for me;
but I guess it doesn't matter,
because as we both know
you and me are now "finis".