Why?

The time you spend with people can twist and change things,
It goes up and down like hill’s and valley’s.
One day you’re close to someone,
But the next..

The next you feel like you’re five thousand miles away.

You’ll stay up all night,
counting the hours ticking by as you wonder what went wrong,
But you’ll never know the true answer to that.

All you know is that you two used to be close, and now they’re gone.

Erased from your life, but still front and centre in your memory.

That’s why you’re up so late, typing and erasing that text, trying to find the right words to ask:

Why?