F for final farewell and finish

2025.4.14. I have started writing diary since May last year. Eventually, my diary's style, transformed to poem like. After five months of losing friendship with BB, By the end of the year, I rested a bit. I was emotional exhausted. I started posting my poem in mid January this year, When JC introduced me to the poetry world. Every thing went well so as The on and off friendship with JC. Until last Saturday, when he messaged me He would call me in the afternoon. I prompted him to read the poem I posted that morning. My poem was a bit like a riddle, Which challenged him to find me. Instead of this, he went further and read others, Which I disclosed my true feelings, Through reading his book and from my observations, He found my poems offensive And furiously ended the friendship. How he reacted to the situation was expected, As I found the way he stipulated in his book. But he crossed the line by breaching his written agreement. Which stated "No negative and abusive language around me" His F word had actually helped supporting my decision, To me, F stood for finish, farewell, and final. I was very upset, not because the friendship ended, But mainly because it took so long, To make him realised, we had nothing in common, But too many differences, Like our up bringings, and culture values. Different interest and different life value. I had set clear boundaries for him to observe, He firmly agreed in writing. Now when he was upset, He bounced back and accused me of a F...... Gamer. From the beginning, I had made it very clear, The only thing I expected out of this friendship was A fun and joyable travel companionship. However, things went wrong, from one point after another, It took me a while, but I remained calm and in control. JC, it was not important the way I or any one spoke of you, It was how you really presented to the society and the world. It might as well goodbye as you said thar magic word.