Cause you left the frays from the ties you severed, when you said "best friends" means "friends forever"

Sigh.

I suppose these things happen. I know they do. People get older, they change, their priorities change. That doesn't stop this from being incredibly painful. The fact is, I've seen it coming for the past couple months; we both have. Maybe it's my fault for befriending (or bestfriending, ha) the "flavor of the month" kind of girls every time. Maybe it's her fault for being that way.

More likely it's both of our faults; we're too inattentive, too self-centered, too used to letting other people make the effort. I can't help but feel as though I've been replaced, but I'm sure she feels the same. The replacements are just different. And in my eyes at least, I was replaced first. It started long ago...almost a year. But when you go from hanging out with your "best friend" every single day, just the two of you, to hanging out rarely (and even then, only with her and her boyfriend), then...well, you can't help but feel pushed to the side.

I'd love to say that it's just a matter of people getting older and changing and drifting apart; a natural part of life that hurts but happens to everyone. But somehow, I just know that that explanation is too easy.

I'm a fixer. I like to fix things, make them better, or at least as good as they once were. And by God, I really am going to try. But something tells me that this time, there's no going back. How is it that you go from being a person's future maid of honor to barely speaking and posting passive-aggressive blogs that each hopes the other will read? How do you go from knowing everything (and I do mean EVERYTHING) about one another to not even knowing if she ever found a new job, or if her latest relationship is struggling as much as past ones (for the record, it's not)...? Maybe we just never had enough in common.

Or maybe we had far too much.