Hi you.

It’s been awhile since we’ve talked. It’s been days, weeks, almost months since we’ve had a decent conversation. Let alone even seen each other. All forms of communication we once used to keep in touch is (virtually) non-existent anymore. Among all the mediums that could potentially connect us both, we instead choose to ignore. Instead of picking up the phone, dialing, sending a text or an email, we refrain. We remain silent.

Cause it’s at this moment we choose to believe each other doesn’t exist.

In hindsight, we’ve erased each other. We’ve given up. We’ve become tired, tired of trying to make us work. We’ve both become so complacent and indifferent towards one another, we’ve forced ourselves to believe the connection we once had never existed; thus creating a wall between us. This wall meant to protect ourselves from our past. From our history. From our friendship. This same space we’ve built in our minds to help us heal. To help us forget. To help us believe we’ve become irrelevant in each others lives. But most of all to help us move forward without each other.

This is what time did for us. Time allowed us to separate. And in turn we’ve responded by making this conscious effort to keep safe distance between one another. As if this the only way we could fix what we’ve broken.

So here we disconnect.

Cause at this moment we’d like to believe our past speaks volumes. And in order for us to enable a future, we must distance ourselves from our present. Until need be.

Until ready.