When you realized that you’ve changed: when someone you adore stops talking to you for a period of time talks to you again and expects things to be the same, expects jokes to be the same, expects little actions that used to brighten you up to be the same, expects the teasing to be the same…but it’s not anymore. You’ve been gone for two whole years and you think I’ll be the same? The only thing that seems to be there now is the irritation in why they would think it would be the same.

Where to go from here? Find a common ground or just leave it? People change and it’s sad cause you would think before of how great life would be with them. And now that you’ve lived life without them…why would you need them?

You missed out, buddy.