You know what makes me just a little sad? Bumping into old friends, saying the standard hellos and how-are-you’s, and agreeing to meet up sometime knowing that neither of you will ever make the move to do so. It’s a slow, gradual process where common interests diminish to nothingness, you both move on to your different ways, and friend becomes someone you used to know.

But I suppose if you cared enough, you wouldn’t let that happen. Everything else is the way it was meant to be.