A distant memory

Seeing you fills me with a mix of emotions. I am consumed with saddness. Saddness because of how close we used to be. How at one point, I called you on a daily basis, told you every detail of my life, you told me about yours, supported eachother in goals and life, laughed over the dumbest things. For six years I called you one of my closest friends. Now I see you across the room, we steal a glance, and then quickly look away, pretending as if all of those years of memories never really happened.
Do you know I am hurting? Do you care? Are you hurting too?

Things could never be the same. You betrayed me. You changed. You used me. You hurt me.

That does not mean that I do not miss the memeories. The fun that we had together. Too much of a history to just forget about. Sometimes I am so overwhelmed with the urge to call you. Tell you about something that happened in my life that at one point we would have laughed or freaked out over together. But I can't.

Friendship break ups are harder than relationships sometimes. Especially becuase they usually last longer and you have so much trust and time invested in them. We had more than just a friendship. We were involved in eachothers lives so much. Shared the same activities. I think I miss that the most about you. That passion we shared together. Something i can do with others, but it never really is the same. That was a huge part of my life, and now it is no longer.

It is hard to move on from a frienship. After you get over the initial hate and anger from what they did to you, you then remember the good times and the sadness hits. That is where I am now. I will move on eventually. But you will always be in my thoughts and memories.

I wish you well my old dear friend. I am walking away with a trail of tears in my tracks.