isn't it crazy how you can live your life without someone but then you meet them. you may not even think anything of it. but then you get closer to them.
you start to depend on them, you trust them. next thing you know you're throwing the L word around. but somewhere down the line, someone dropped it.
the love and trust you had for that person went and died in a whole somewhere while you're left with fragments of a broken heart.
you spend all your time with them, but then in a day, an hour, a minute, even a second, all of that time seems to have disappeared. faded into a now dark fog of when that person was nice and good. all there is now is a person full of evil.
or maybe, you've grown up with a person. you cant imagine a life without them. every memory you have is with that person. but then time and life gets in between the friendship and you seem to drift. then you're forced to move on without them.
life sucks with the fact that someone can mean the world to you but can end up leaving you.
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Randomjust things that i think of and observations i have made. copyright 2018 downwiththeclaire
