Sometimes the hardest thing about growing up is the ones that you lose along the way. And I dont mean by or because of death. What I mean is how people change. Its like you become non-existent in their lives when they mean so much to you. It hurts a little.
And the same thing always seems to happen.. Time will pass and then somehow there will be some reconciliation, but Im done with that. Im done with being the nice girl. Always the one to keep a connection and then you pick and choose when you want to be there and when you dont. Its never been cool and its being put to an end.
Now I know that over the years we all change, inevitably. Whether it be for the better or the worst.. We all do. And to feel like you have to stop caring about them because they stopped caring about you.. And to be ignored and put on the backburner is something that Im all too familiar with.
Shame on me though. Shame on me for caring so very much. Shame on me for being a friend thats scarce to find. Shame on me for always picking up my phone at 3 am to comfort you when you were freaking out or just couldnt sleep. Shame on me for going out of my way simply because I loved you.
Shame on you. One day you’ll think of me and you’ll be wondering, instead of knowing.
Dont take good friends for granted, and always try to make a little time for them. You’ll have them for life. Dont get too caught up in this life because at the end of the day what do you really have? A bunch of material things and then what? Good friends are hard to come across and irreplaceable.
See everything. Extra bright.
C’ est la vie,