I remember when we actually believed this quote was true. Or I did at least…
I was the blonde, She was the Brunette. We were best friends for ten years. We were with eachother every day basically. I told her my secrets and she told me hers. She was the only person I could be myself around. She understood my odd humor and cruel comments. Like any other relationship, we had our ups and downs, but that was to be expected. I honestly believed nothing could ruin our friendship….
until…
one day she just stopped talking to me. The text stopped coming, the facebook ims, the phone calls….everything…
Stopped.
She completely changed in my eyes and I didn’t want to accept it. I didn’t want to accept it because I didn’t want to loose my best friend. But it happened and now we don’t even speak.
And I don’t think it bothers her
The way it bothers me.
*rip to ten years of a great friendship.
