i get attached too easily.
it's funny how strangers work. they're everywhere around you, and you don't even notice them. how could you? there is no distinction between one person and the other. they're pretty much the same, and why should you pay attention to any of them? you don'tĀ knowĀ them.
everyone has their own story. heartbreaks, moments, memories. when you're strangers, you assume everyone's fine. you don't think that there's something going on inside of them. after all, how could you possibly know anything about them? they're not important. not in the slightest.
it's funny how strangers become friends. you talk, you laugh, you joke around. on a regular basis, it's no big deal. friends come and go, but it's when you start getting close...
they work their way into your heart. and then after a certain point, you don't want them to turn back.
it's funny how friends become best friends. you talk to them everyday, get to know the real them. the way they laugh, the way they smile, their sense of humor. you help them through their darkest moments, and everything they do is integrated into your own life. when you can trust them with your deepest secret, when you show them a side of yourself that you didn't even know existed, when you open up to them... you don't want to close yourself off ever again. your habits become their habits, and vice versa. your happiness depends on their happiness, and inseparable becomes a word that describes the both of you, and you don't think it'll ever change.
but sooner or later, people grow tired. they don't want to try; they take things for granted. friendship is a building, a team effort, but if one side starts to remove the blocks used to build it, things begin to topple.
it's funny how best friends become friends again. someone stops putting in the effort to keep the relationship going. they just assume that the other is always going to be there; we're best friends, so why does it even matter if we don't talk all the time? sooner or later, inside jokes lose their touch, and there aren't enough to keep the friendship going. you lose interests, hobbies; peopleĀ change. it's apart of life, right? evolution, growth, development. nothing stays the same.
it's easier if both parties have mutual feelings about it. yes, people move on. from the places they live, from the places they work at, from the people in their lives. it's stupid to think that things can last for forever. but when one person wants things to stay the same, what happens then?
it's funny how friends become strangers. the conversations slow to the eventual and inevitable stop. there are silences that were never there before. you run out of things to talk about, and then someoneĀ gives up.Ā
it's hard to rebuild something that requires two people, isn't it?
life's full of so many relationships. people come and go, and you get over it. maybe not immediately, and it might take years, but you do. it just hurts to see someone who once meant so much to you, walk out and disappear.Ā
you walk past someone in the hallway, or on the street, or even just driving by someone on the highway. everyone has a story, and everyone's gone through something painful. i think that's what hurts the most... is to know that everyone out there has lost someone. whether it be by choice or not, life goes on, and it doesn't stop because someone's gone. when you grow attached to easily, it hurts even more. losing people who you once called your best friend... it's hard to believe that you'll ever be whole again.
caring too much is a blessing, and a curse.
