"It takes two to Tango"

Been struggling for two years in an on and off friendship (as hilarious it may sound)... and just like a friend of mine said it just suddenly strikes you that it is the end.
No longer obliged to be a friend, an enemy or anyone of any importance.
And yet it never ended in the way i wanted it to.

Does it matter how it ends as long as it ends?
Yet it would have felt better, more at peace if we were to walk in our own separate paths after a good handshake.

The toughest problem so far is to accept reality, but it is much worse when it comes along with the loss of a potential best friend.
Maybe that was the reason that it had been long going, struggling for 2 years. At times I've considered myself to be a rebel and it is this nature that doesn't let me give in to nature's laws of "Thats how life is". So tough that it took me this long to break the ties of a beautiful friendship.

However, there is a saying
"It takes two to Tango"