Distant Though I Am Orange, Gold, and Green

Distance closes the gap between the people in these relationships.
Humor me for a moment, and allow me to explain.
People held dear are beginning to fade from the book.
Their chapters, it seems, are beginning to close and finish.
In a sense, they have served their purpose, though it is terrible to think of them in such a light.
Promises are made, yet do not seem to be kept.
Plans are forfeited to another purpose.
Is it because the former are not good enough anymore?
We are called out to play, but when someone else does the same, the initial plans and promises are dropped.
Left to tumble down the stairs and lie broken at the bottom.
Maybe people become far too different or far too alike.
Too much for their own good.
Maybe something changes that has nothing to do with differences and similarities.
We humor those old relationships for one day, sometimes two, then seemingly forget the love and friendship that was once so desperately strong.
Some promise to come back.
Some promise to stay.
So many promises are nothing more than loaded words on their lips.
Don't make a promise if you don't intend to keep it.
Don't cause hopes to rise just to see them fall.
True, not every promise can be followed through on, but so many times those of us on the receiving end are left in the cold wondering what we've done wrong.
We will be the bigger people, though.
We will go on with our lives.
We will get better and heal with time.
No excuses.
No regrets.
We're moving on
But we won't forget.