It seems a little bit strange. We used to be so close. Now I'm lucky to barely get a hello from you, and over text. We used to be best friends. What happened to us? It all started out great. An awesome friendship that sparked at a place almost unexpected. We hung onto every word each other said because quite frankly, we were infatuated. But it soon simmered down as we realized we needed each other in a different way. I told you all my problems, and you helped me with them so greatly. I always tried to return the favor but you would never pour out your soul to me like I always did to you. Still, we were inseparable even though you lived on the other side of town and went to a different school. I only saw you on those special days every other week and on the days we actually planned something. But then something happened. We got busy, wrapped up in our own realities. We didn't have time to always talk to each other. We drifted apart. But luckily we saved our relationship. We made it through some trials and we were back to our regular routine. Everything was great. But suddenly, it seemed like you changed. Your answers got shorter. Our time to talk grew shorter. Every plan of communication we had practically disappeared. It seemed to me like you didn't care. You didn't want to talk to me anymore. I wasn't as fun as I used to be. Maybe I grew up a little and it just created a rift between us. Maybe you grew up instead of me. Something happened that I still don't know what it is. I always waited for your messages. You always said, you always promised you would send them. But they usually never came. It hurt. It hurt really badly. I was losing a part of myself. I kept giving in and believed that you would keep your promises, but you kept breaking them. I kept trusting you and you kept hurting me. It's just a thing I seem to do with everyone. I trust too easily. Then I fall into something that I can never get out of. But you promised you would always be there for me. I believed it. Now I know that you most likely don't want me in your life anymore. Maybe I just create unnecessary problems for you. I'm not quite sure. Sometimes I still try, but I've given up almost completely. I miss you a lot, but I don't think this will ever be the same. The gap in our relationship right now is like a canyon. So I'm not sure we're going to pull through this. Right now, I'm trying so desperately to save us and hold the stitching in this relationship together. But you're not giving any effort to it and it's starting to slip from my grasp. I'm sorry if I let go, but just know it wasn't on purpose.
