Have you ever had a friend you told everything to? Someone you spent nearly every waking minute with at school? Someone you knew you could always call up and talk to? Someone who was always there? Someone you trusted, not matter how much you told yourself not to? Have you ever had a friend like that?
Have you ever had a friend like that who changed? Who stopped talking to you? Who stopped being there? Who never hung around you anymore? Who…proved you right when you kept telling yourself not to trust them? Have you ever had a friend who hurt you like that?
Have you ever had a friend like that who changed but you still wanted to be friends? Be classmates? Be people who talk? Be people who listen to each other? Be people who are there for one another? Be people who care about the other? Be friends? Have you ever had a friend like that who you still had hope for even when it seemed like you shouldn’t have any?
Have you ever had a friend like that who changed but you still wanted to be friends and it didn’t work out? The conversations kept getting shorter. The times you talked got fewer and fewer. The moments you even see each other, deciding to go different paths, decreased in a blink of an eye. Have you ever had a friend like that who made you feel broken inside?
Have you ever had to sit next to them in class? The memories of you two talking constantly flooding through your head, the yearning of a happy memory to happen again increasing that aching in your chest, and the feeling of being broken strike you like lightning all over again. Have you ever had that happen to you?
I did to me. And it feels horrible.
I miss my friend. I wonder if he misses me too.
I doubt he ever does…