Its funny to me, now, to think that a year ago I was so distraught over the fact that you wouldn't return my phone calls, texts, or Facebook messages. To think that I honestly thought I would be nothing without you in my life. To think I was afraid of simply moving on from a friendship (Or what ever the fuck we had) which went from perfect to absolutely nothing with no real apparent reason (to me)..
A year has gone by, a few friends have gone. A few friends became the best friends I have ever had, including one who I should have never let out of my life. I have a job with one of the biggest companies in the world. I make good money and am free to spend it how I want. I can even travel anywhere in the world for free.
I hardly think about you now. In fact, I don't even really remember what you look like. Photos give me an idea, but they're never as good as the real thing. I don't remember what your voice sounds like, I don't even remember what your personality is like.
Truth is, I don't know you anymore. And I've never been more happy.
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