I've never had anyone leave my life before. I mean, anyone other than older relatives and people who have passed away. and whenever I stop being friends with someone, I always get really dramatic and say that they're out of my life or whatever. but what I'm experiencing now is so different than both of those situations. my best friend is moving across the country. and it almost feels like she's dying. it almost feels like she did pass away because I will almost never see her again. tomorrow, she leaves. she packs her boxes onto a moving truck. she takes one look around her house. she walks downstairs and remembers all the memories. and then she gets in her car. she says goodbye. she gets on a plane for five hours. and she's gone. and yes I will still keep in contact as much as I possibly can, but it'll never be the same. it'll never really feel like we're still just sitting on my couch talking. all those beautiful, costless moments together of over ten years of friendship will come to a halt. and I'll still text her and call her every day. but eventually the texts will die down. we will get busy. and we'll forget. and she'll be gone.
