Not Easy

As we grow older, people disappear. Right and left, everyone takes turns in leaving your life forever. Sometimes, I feel as if I am the only person who is bothered with this. I have had such great friends, I have had such great times, I have had so many positive influences in my life that I haven’t talked to in years. It doesn’t just bother me though, it bothers the HELL out of me. It’s really hard to think back to all the inside jokes that me and an old friend had, and how me and another old friend were completely inseparable. Now, we can’t even say hey to each other on facebook or myspace, much less actually talk. I haven’t forgotten though, not one bit of what used to be is erased from my head. My friends were permanently marked into my heart the day they stepped into it, and I will never forget. I, personally, don’t believe that you can have a “best friend” and then just one day, they’re not your best friend any more. Maybe when we were all in kindergarten, that’s how everything happened, but now that we’re all graduated from high school, that’s not how things work. When I tell someone that they are my best friend, it’s like your favorite pair of jeans. They fit me just right, and I wouldn’t trade them for another best friend, no matter what. They are irreplaceable, completely and irrevocably irreplaceable. Apparently though, that’s not how everyone else sees it, and I find it rather sad.