I'll Be Alright, Just Not Tonight. But someday.

It amazes me how people can change so quickly.

One minute, they're your closet best friend that you know everything about. You tell them everything from the latest drama to the cute new underwear you just bought. And they tell you everything from how many reps they did on their biceps during that morning's workout to that cute girl that smiled at them through the window at work. Y'all knew each other so well that y'all completed each other's sentences. Y'all were so close that y'all never fought or had any arguments. They knew just what to say when everyone else had no clue to what was going on. They were there for the good times and the bad. Everythinggggggggg. And I mean everything. Every hang out, every achievement, every sickness, every school year, every relationship, every heart break, every argument with other friends, every disappointment, the addictions, the death of their pet, the memory loss, bootcamp, suicidal attempts, everything.

Then after some confessions, an atempted relationship, some arguments and some stooooooooooooopid mistakes, in that next minute, they become someone you don't even know. You stop being friends and stop talking, and you wonder what happened. Everything was going fantastic, y'all couldn't of been closer. They were so apart of your life that you don't know what to do without them. You don't have your best friend to tell every detail of your life to anymore. So you just wonder and try and go on with your life. It's hard as heck.

At first, every little thing reminds you of the inside jokes you had, the smiles and laughs you've shared, the pictures taken, the spots where y'all hung out, and the songs you've danced to. Everything you see reminds you of them. You can't help but to compare everyone else to them either. You think so much time has past thay you'll never be friends again. But with time, you finally get to a point where they're not always on your mind, they're on the back burner. And eventually, you move on.


You're life is going great, you've made new friends and filled your time.
Then out of no where, you start thinking about them. You wonder how they're doing in their life without you. You think "Forget it, I've gone this long without them, I don't need them now." But then you remember everything that y'all've been through and you can't just distract yourself anymore. You think about conversations you want to have when and if you meet with them again. Conversations that incorperate the past and the present. Things like how much they've missed you and want everything to be like it used to.

[But it never turns out like that, life isn't a movie or a novel]

Then randomly they call you. They say they're sorry for everything.
You deserve better than what they've done to you.
They're genuinely sorry for the crap they've put you through. They want to be friends again.
So y'all start talking but it's sooooo awkward. You try and talk about things that used to be important, but you've both moved on. You ask "Well what have you been up to lately?" [Lately meaning days,weeks,months,sometimes even years :/] "How are you doing?" "Are you still with that one person?" "How's school/work going?" But that's not what you really want to know.

You really want to know if everything that happened was real, and if there could be any way in the world that y'all could get back to that state of friendship you had before everything happened. And if they want the same.


So in all reality, it can't be done. You can only say "What if?" and move on. We all know, the past is the past, and there's no going back, just forward.

"What happened in the past that was painful has a great deal to do with what we are today, but revisiting this painful past can contribute little or nothing to what we need to do now."