Do you know who you are? You’re the one who I thought would be around even when I was 3000 miles away, well you’re not.
Not long after I moved I noticed that our communication had turned into a one way street. Sure you’d respond when I contacted you but with minimal answers and you had simply stopped initiating conversations. I eased off contacting you, maybe I was in your face too much…maybe not as I haven’t heard from you in several months.
Are you retaliating because I moved away? Did our friendship really mean that little to you that it’s worth such a petty response? I tend to think not. I think the much more likely answer is that I imagined our friendship to be much more than it was. More likely that you’ve moved on which was easy because you’re gregarious and outgoing so new friends are easy to garner. Not that I didn’t expect that to happen, I wasn’t expecting or wishing that you’d sit around wishing I was still in Michigan. I was hoping for something other than radio silence though.
I’m hurt. Of course I miss you. I have very few friends in this world and was beyond happy that perhaps I could consider you one so of course I’m hurt that this is not true. The child in me wants to reciprocate that hurt back to you so that you can have an idea of how you’ve made me feel which you are so oblivious to. I want to yell and curse at you because it’s not fair how easily you’ve cast me aside.
I don’t do any of this because despite it all I am still your friend, it’s not as easy for me to let go.