“Tequila, please. Keep’em coming,” said Amy without looking up.
“Rough day?” inquired Joe, the bartender. He had seen enough to know. Most of his lonely customers are there either to shed off the rough day or in search of a good time. This girl was clearly not looking to have a good time, not with a smudged mascara.
“You can say that,” continued Amy, “I knew breakups were hard, but breaking up with a close friend that was the hardest of all!”
“I read somewhere, “We learn the most from imperfect relationships- things like compassion“, maybe you learned something like that from your relation too. ”
“Yeas, I did. ‘All that glitters is not gold‘,” smiled Amy.
Linking with Blog-A-Rhythm’s Wordy Wednesday.
Void Thoughts 
Tobreak up with a friend is really, you keep going back to good old times.
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Very few pieces of micro-fiction are so evocative like this one.
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Very few pieces of micro-fiction are so evocative and complete as this one.
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Thanks a lot for the kind words, Pooja. I am trying to get better in writing fictions. Means a lot to me. 🙂
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Friendship break-ups…uff…toughest! Very hard to believe in the whole relation once affected by this. The scars remain.
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Yes, break-ups are hard but break-up with friends are harder… may be because no one really talks about them the way they do about love break-ups.
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That’s painful and even when one breaks up, the memories with a friend never fade away.
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It is truly the hardest thing to do – the scars remain.
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It is so hard to break up with a friend. Or, to lose track of a friend and find them years later, only to find you no longer have anything in common.
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