Random Short Stories

Elapsed Rifts

One day turns into seven, seven turns into around thirty, and then eventually three hundred and sixty five and after that, I've forgotten you exist. Unlike you, I miss you everyday and want you back into my life at any moment. Even if you're throwing me a text you'll be damn sure that I'll reply in a heartbeat.

Even if you claim that you didn't mean to forget me, it's like it's coming from a completely different person than the one I knew all those years ago. Our friendship was once alive and well but now, it's on a constant idle, not dead but in a comatose like state. Sure, I've made plenty of friends over the years and yeah, some of them are related to this text but however, not a single one of them hold their title as the very first friend I had, plenty of emphasis on the had too.

We've been through a lot together and even experience new things together, some minor and some large. I was there for you in your time of need, and you were there for me very much the same. But looking at you from afar, you seem to be doing just fine not that I even know but all I can do is just assume because of the rifts that have stricken our bond.

I hope you come back and come home to where you belong, my heart...

Happy one year everyone! Hope you enjoyed my little story, see ya next part!