you know what’s fucked up?
that you can be without someone for six months, a year, five years and have mastered not thinking about them, but no matter how much time passes there will always be that moment where you see a photo of them or catch a little of their cologne on a crowed street and suddenly you’re plagued with a rapidly sinking stomach and the relentless question, “what did i do wrong?”
It sucks. They don’t hit you up like they used too. Things are changing & you don’t know what to do. All you do is sit there & watch the friendship fade from you. Things are awkward & you can’t help it. So now, everything is different. The vibe is different. The conversations. The communication. Everything. It’s what happens when friends fade away from you.