Funny how people change right after something happens to them. I guess you could say that I'm one of them. I notice that a friendship is drifting apart and I buy a purple shirt. I've never worn a purple shirt in my life... I've changed.
But seriously, she was my friend and I loved her. I never know or understand why people drift away -- it's something I've been trying to figure out for years. I've had ever so many friends, but few tend to stay with me through the years. Some like to fly away but ultimately come back in the end. They let you know they're sorry, but apart of you can't let it be like how it used to because you already let them have a chance. Another part wants to let them back in, but you know you'll be hurt again if you do.
Most of the people I become close with never let me know any reasons as to why they stopped trying. This is when I become full of questions that always never end up answered.
I believe I'm a good friend. If people underestimate my friendship... they don't deserve me.
I'm worth more than to be avoided or ignored.
I'm worth more because I have values.
I'm worth more because I have an opinion that's probably going to be different than yours.
I'm worth more because I know that I deserve a good friend that will always be there for me... because I know I'm there for them.
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