Perhaps the world did change

Breaking up shouldn't be limited to intimate relationships. Breaking up should be extended to friendships. 

I found many similar reasons for both situations.

People break up because they fall out of love. The spark relieves and suddenly you can't remember what attracted you to them in the first place. Consequently, you hate everything they do, no matter how insignificant. You make a big deal out of it, until it becomes a mountain tall of problems and finally you have built a wall to protect yourself from the debris, as you watch it crumble... slowly and painfully.

Memories flash before you as you begin to count the day you first met each other to the day where it all somehow changed. You question every pathway you have taken; doubting every decision you have made. What led us to this? What made us like this? Where did it began? Why did we let it?

I have kept steady my grip. Over the months, all I could do is watch my hand bleed. I have been hanging on to a dead body. A lifeless being that weighs me down. I am tired of hoping that one day they may wake up and join me in my crusade. I am a crusader. I am destined to cross the seas. I rot in the days I believed I could save us.

Perhaps none of you needed saving.
Perhaps none of you needed me.
Perhaps none of us needed each other.

Perhaps the world did change
Or perhaps I'm just seeing the world differently.

Jace Wayland once said, "It's not the world that's changed. It's you that changed."