— Priscilla Contreras
Even though you’ve never been in love with him…. it hurts when you feel your friendship pulling apart. Its hard to know that you don’t mean as much to someone else as they mean to you…. and sometimes… no matter how much he means, no matter what you’ve been through, your life is just that… yours. And this is about you. Walking away isnt easy, but its something that you’ve got to do. So in that glance over your shoulder you take the snap shot in your mind, the one that you will always use when you remember him…. signature stained white tshirt… jeans with holes no matter how new they used to be…. half cocked smile with a slightly arragont glance. Tonight you’ll feel like nothing has changed, but you know in the morning this guy will be gone, the one you’ve been missing…. will go missing once more.
They say that when people first lose a limb, they can still feel it. It still hurts, they still try to use it. They call it having a “Phantom Limb” I think that this is what losing a person is like. You beckon them over to “come see this!”, you come home at the end of the day to tell them about how much you hate going to work, you pick up the phone to call them when you’re happy, sad, mad, or somewhere in between. Until you realize that they’re not there. And each time you realize it, it hurts just as bad as it did the first time, all over again. Only an arm, I could lose. It’s the people I care about the most that I can’t live without.