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I unfriended her. It was all over after all. There

I unfriended her. It was all over after all. There was no point hoping for an alternate ending when the book had already ended, and the ink dried. 

But her words echoed in my mind. The promises we made kept coming back to me.

But our ego persisted. After all, it was stronger than self esteem, confidence, friendship and even practical reality.

One year later, a photo popped up on the Facebook memory. The two of us, midget pre-shoolers, dressed up as ketchup and potato.

A smile lifted on my lips, laced with irony. Years of friendship ended over a Facebook status and party invite. #facebook #unfriend #YQBaba
I unfriended her. It was all over after all. There was no point hoping for an alternate ending when the book had already ended, and the ink dried. 

But her words echoed in my mind. The promises we made kept coming back to me.

But our ego persisted. After all, it was stronger than self esteem, confidence, friendship and even practical reality.

One year later, a photo popped up on the Facebook memory. The two of us, midget pre-shoolers, dressed up as ketchup and potato.

A smile lifted on my lips, laced with irony. Years of friendship ended over a Facebook status and party invite. #facebook #unfriend #YQBaba