I have been thinking a lot about old friends. Friendships gone wrong, amiss or simply just forgotten. I am perhaps the type to get too sentimental about things, and since emotions somehow manage to elude logic, this leaves me in the presence of utter confusion.
How is it that people who share such ties no longer share them a few years on? Love, friendships, firework bonds; how do they simply disappear?
I always thought that I outgrew those ties but frankly maybe it's the ties that outgrew me. When the conversations still leave you feeling thirsty, when your brain takes place of the heart, when “what was” is the only thing served on the menu. I miss the nights spellbound by vodka, kisses ignited by conversation, laughter induced over cigarettes and hearts shared while watching summer pass us by.
Perhaps then it is the seasons that change too often and that the ties cease to adapt. With time they go stale and those once friends or even lovers forget the way the others really taste like. But our hearts remember all those pulses though our minds try to forget – the laughter, warmth, lust, anticipation. All subtracted and buried neatly in the crevices of our minds, we forget. But the truth is no man is an island, our hearts are now only a little less.