just another face in the crowd

Friendship is like the siblings that God forgot to give us. VP and I were just talking about her birthday plans and realised how our group of friends has evolved over the past three years. It's sad to see people drift apart, but even more depressing is how little we might care when it happens. It's like breaking up with someone and promising to stay friends, only to find the transition from being a couple to just friends is too difficult.

During the struggle to move on from being in love, we try to accept the other person as just a friend. One reason this is hard is because we still want them as more than a friend. Once that desire fades, we lose interest in them, and the idea of being friends no longer matters. When we want someone, they seem like the most amazing person in the world. But when those warm and fuzzy feelings fade, we're pulled back to reality and see them as just another face in the crowd. The harsh truth is that they probably feel the same way about us. No one can stay special forever. We replace each other over time, perhaps not intentionally, but due to circumstances. People who talk about "the one that got away" are often those who haven't found a replacement for that person. When you think about it, that phrase starts to lose its meaning.