i saw your story today and i'm getting the feeling we're slowly drifting apart. and i guess it hurts me a lot because we used to be so close. we survived the pandemic together and you were the first people i called when dad died. but ever since senior high happened...i have this big feeling that you're hiding some kind of quiet grudge against me. the last time i asked you about it, you said we were okay. after that, i didn't dare to ask you again because i know you don't really do confrontational conversations. but only if you knew how much i wanted to ask you. i get it that you're busy but i've been seeing online that you've made time for other people...so why couldn't you at least try? for us? for our friendship? i don't ask for much, and you know i never did. but just a simple meet up would do... you've met up with an old batchmate of ours. you know we go to the same university. you could at least chat me... please be honest. did i do something wrong? whenever i chat you you almost never reply. or when you do, its so...i feel like you're so distant. you've become reserved... i hope and pray that we talk about this soon, because i never expected to rant about this online, anonymously. hell, that's the last thing i'd do. but yet here i am...maybe a part of me really wants you to read this. if you are... hit me up, if you still care. even if you don't, i wish you'd just tell me sooner. i'd wish you'd be a little more straightforward with me. if you want to cut ties with me, just go and be direct with it please. instead of just...dragging it out like this. and i..despite all of this? i still love you. if you'd call me in the middle of the night, i'd drop everything for you. i'd still trust you with my life. you're like the sibling i never had. i miss you. so damn much.