Drifting Bonds

I remember all those I used to talk to

All the connections I thought were real

I remember the numerous feelings of joy bonding with others

Over common interests and compatible personalities

And even when our opinions differed

We would unite over and respect each others' dissimilarities

Because we knew it is what kept our relationships alive and interesting

I also remember growing apart

I remember going for weeks without talking

And thinking we would be fine because of our established connections

I remember the familiar patterns

The painstaking check-ins

The How've-you-beens and What-have-you-been-up-tos

I remember the one-word responses

The weak excuses

I remember the slow, painful realizations

That I was the only one putting in the effort

I was always the first to reach out

And the last to let go

I remember reminiscing when we were close

How happy I was then

And how I now mourn the heartbreaking loss of something great

I remember the loneliness

The isolation

The anger at them and at myself for not trying harder

I remember everything...