There was a time when my life felt like it belonged to me.
Not perfect not beautiful- but it makes sense in its own quiet way.
I had routines I didn't think twice about. People I thought would stay. A version of myself I didn't question.
I used to laugh easily...without wondering how long it would last.
Now when I look back it doesn't feel like one complete memory anymore.
I feels like fragments- small , disconnected pieces that don't fit the way they used to.
A conversation I wish I had taken more seriously.
A moment I thought that was ordinary, but wasn't.
A feeling I ignored until it grew too loud to silence.
I don't think I lost my life in one big moment.
It happened slowly.. quietly... In ways I didn't notice at first..
And by the time I did,
I was already someone I didn't recognise..
I had people i trusted without thinking twice.
Especially her.
She wasn't just a friend, she wasthe kind of person you don't question.
The kind you tell everything to, even the things you don't fully understand yourself.
I didn't realize when things syarted changing.
Maybe it was the way she laughed a little differently... or how her attention slowly shifted to someone else.
At first i told myself i was overthinking.
That friendships don't break that easily..
But they do,
Not all at once- just in small moments.
In the conversations that felt forced.
In the secrets that were no longer shared.
In the way i started feeling like an outsider in something that was once feels like home.
Every single day her reaction and her efforts breaks me and my heart but i was waiting that everything would be okay one day...
When i found out that there was someone other who was breaking and making our frndship weaker day by day..i just sat down and literally I cried for almost 8 hours continuously...