we let it wither.

Today I read something and it made me laugh, it also made me think of someone. It made me think about a time in my life when we were so close- like family. This thought made me really see how much change my life has undergone. He is not the only person who I once knew, who I once felt so close to, a person that I would do almost anything for, but who is now a stranger to me. When he came to my mind I had this sudden urge to tell him about this moment of humor, this thing that made me laugh, this moment that made me think of him. My relationship with him changed,  it changed so much that the idea of contacting him to share in the humor was dismissed as an option even faster than it came to my mind. It is sad to just let people slip away;  to know someone and to have been so close with them and to let yourself lose them. What is more sad is the hesitation that you feel as a result of the distance, that hesitation that gives you doubt and makes you feel insecure about the idea of reaching out to someone who you were once so close with. It is sad; these people seize to exist in our lives because we give up; we lose motivation to put forth any effort to sustain the friendship, and, because of this, we let it wither away; we let ourselves become strangers.