"You meet someone. You two get close. Its all great for awhile. Then someone stops trying. Talk less. Awkward conversations. The drifting. No communication whatsoever. Memories start to fade. Then that person you know becomes that person you KNEW. That’s how it usually goes, right? Sad isn’t it?"
One thing good about packing my room is that I can find those mushy sentences I wrote a few years back. The bad thing is that I realized this crush game I am playing will not end so soon.