I thought we'd be different. That we were above it. I figured it'd be no big deal- we had too strong of a bond. And for a while, everything was fine. Distance was but a minor detail in our lives. We'd done months apart before, and even grown closer because of it.
but then, four months in, things began changing. And I always have a hard time with change.
We've become individuals independent of each other. I've learned so much about who I am, and who I want to become. And you have too, at least I think so. But this process of "finding ourselves" has revealed how little we might actually have in common. I mean, we had a shared location and so many years of mutual experiences.
what do we have now? memories... but is that all? When we have a shared location once again, will it all be back to normal-feeling, or have we become too distinct?
I suppose the inevitable was going to happen sooner or later, but I just didn't expect it to feel like this.