It’s come to my notice that for an alarmingly large amount of time, my ideas of happiness have been floundering in what would have been a little more than despondency if i were what i considered normal.
I shouldn’t have a reason to be unhappy, though. I have everything i need.
Except.
My best friend…?
I’ve known him since i was 11, and that makes it 6 years.
I moved when we became “friends”, which was sad, but not really, because I didn’t know how much he would mean to me.We kept in touch through email and calls.
I met him a couple of times over the last three years, whenever I was in his town.
I have to admit, like any other cliche teenager, I did have something of a crush on him for a substantial amount of time. It never manifested into anything else though, he had a girlfriend (not that it affected me).
They broke up a year ago.
He stopped calling.
I didn’t.
He feigned deafness whenever i brought up how he’d changed, why he couldn’t call and the lot.
The few times he didn’t, he would tell me stuff like “people change”.
I get it. Really. People change.
But I need proof that he expects me to give up…… on whatever little friendship we have left.
I can’t concentrate on important things anymore.
As stupid as i sound, he was the reason behind my happiness.
Am I expecting too much, just because I expect him to call?
