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In a world filled with many, some having an unbearable way of distancing themselves from things that once have made their hearts fill with joy. As they slowly start drifting further apart from a person. The relationship begins to fade into unusual sights. This turning into a one-way relation that is filled with gloomy shadows from a distance. Leaving us with feeling of disappointment. While dwelling you try to hold back the years as a replay of memories skip through your mind as fast as rewinding a movie. Out of nowhere tears start to fill out your eyes causing your face to become red trying your best to hold everything in. Realizing that there is no more you can say, or do to make any difference in the matter.
When distancing one’s self from another soon after the relation turns into an effortless process, slowly becoming a hassle to keep around actively on daily basis. Noticing overtime you see the repeated messages from the party you once distanced yourself from, finding it easier to become unresponsive. Silencing every way of communicative options. Allowing ourselves to be freed of them completely, not acknowledging the other parties feelings. Responding on occasions with a reasoning behind. May it be a want, or something your in need of at that point in time of conversation
On the other hand the other party they start to overly exert too much effort, time and breath. Getting the hint that one isn’t wanted, causing sadness to fill up in hearts. Repeatedly feeling unimportant, you start taking a walk down memory lane rather it be in pictures, old messages, or different songs that remind you of them. Eventually, these memories are harder for you to forget, the wonderful relation you once had or at least thought you once had. Without realization they start filling with reasonable doubt, so the other party begins to over analyze conversations had in the past.
Although, over time the genuine relation soon turned into a conversation of questionnaire conclusive responses to each other. After that you contemplate if the conversation was out of a need, want, or a desire of the other. Slowly watching yourself be forced to detach completely. Leaving no room for future conversation to be had.
A rare ability to identify the unexplainable, holding onto the dusted shadows from a distance. Someday in the hopes that during passing you both will regain friendship. While keeping a eye open to faith that whatever is meant to be, will always be, and whatever you let go, will always find it’s way.
-Kelsie Lynn