I kinda miss the bond we shared.
I mean, who wouldn’t miss that comfortable feeling with that person?
Where we could talk for hours about everything, anything, and not have a problem with the silence in the middle.
Can’t forget all the ridiculous stuff we did. Stupid or not, everything was just so fun. Endless nights, real talks, the “remember whens”, I remember it all. And it’s funny what life does, how it could just give you things and take it away so soon.
I really can’t get it out of my head that you grow distant from people and that good things come to an end sooner or later. But along the way,
I learned one good thing about life; it goes on, you just gotta pick yourself up and learn to keep up.