It’s a weird feeling to know when someone becomes a memory. You start to wonder why, how, or when they did. Although all you can remember are faint passing visions of you smiling. This is you ignoring everything that had become of it. The negative and cruel voices turn into jokes and laughs. 

Not thinking about the doubt and hurt they caused. Crazy knowing that maybe they don’t think about you, maybe they haven’t thought about you ever since the friendship faded. You simply became an obstacle. Another side character in their life and how they live it.

But to you, you have memories.
Smiling
Laughing
Forgetting why they became one.

FROM…..a friend