Sometimes people drift apart
and you go days without
thinking about the person you talked to everyday
for six months.
Sometimes, you don't see or talk to the person who
knew you best, the person who made your heart
skip a beat, the person who gave you butterflies.
Sometimes you completely forget about them and
give up trying to rekindle any sort of friendship or
relationship and regret ever letting them get away.
And sometimes, if you're lucky,
You drift back.
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