Moving away, drifting apart, forgetting each other and meeting again as strangers. I’ve done nothing else my entire life. And now, I’ve gotten used to it. I’m always scared that they’ll forget about me, even when deep down, I know they will.

Drifting apart, moving on, forgetting each other, meeting again as strangers… That’s all I’ve ever done my entire life.

I know that we’ve drifted apart but I don’t want to be stuck on a figment of my imagination. So I’ll force myself to move on but I’ll never let go. I won’t remember you but I won’t ever forget you. I will greet you once again, even if it is only as strangers.

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Forgetting a friend

I've never had a break up, I don't know how it feels. Fights with friends, and weeks without talking, that I am familiar with. But I would argue that it isn't the most painful thing - years of friendship ended in the blink of an eye. From my experiences, outgrowing a friend tends to be more painful - watching them become strangers right under your nose. Drifting apart, never to come together. To recognize someone's laugh but not who they are.

It's like losing a part of who you are, but not realizing until it's too late. And then forgetting, piece by piece, until years later you scroll through your old texts, or read your old journals, or flip through old polaroids and remember.

I don't know what can be done to shorten the distance, to soothe the dread, to turn time back, to ease the wave of nostalgia that surges and fights just one last time.

But I promise you this. It will be okay.

- D

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