When you lose a part of you: to my friends.
When a friendship ends there is a void left in your life. You try to occupy your time with meaningless things, but you have already become accustomed to the nights on the phone or the consistent conversations throughout the day, in the end, your lives involve each other. Not only do you lose them, but an awkward divide is created between you, them, and the group of friends you guys use to hang out with. It is like your whole world has been turned upside down and you deny that it is crashing down on you. I’ve learned so much from my communications class. I know that I have made mistakes. I’ve used defensive communication when it wasn’t appropriate. I’ve been vague and confused. But I’m still learning. I don’t want to burn all the bridges I took so long to build. Why would I want to be left alone on this island I created for myself, humans need communication. Like I needed you. I don’t want to become bitter or hold grudges. I want to let go. We might not have a clean slate but a slate nonetheless is better than none at all. You were a part of my past, a part of what made me into who I am, and you will always mean something to me.