Some friendships don’t end… they just quietly fade.
No big argument. No clear ending. No moment where you can point and say, that’s when it changed. It just slowly becomes less; less talking, less updates, less of the small everyday things that used to feel automatic.
At first, you don’t notice it.
Life gets busy, routines change, and you tell yourself you’ll text them later. But later turns into days, then weeks, and somewhere in between, the silence stops feeling temporary.
And what’s strange is, there’s no bitterness.
Just distance.
You still remember how easy it used to be. The random conversations, the shared jokes that didn’t need context, the comfort of not having to explain yourself too much. And now, they exist more in memory than in your day-to-day life.
Some friendships don’t break.
They just soften at the edges until they quietly become something you look back on instead of something you live inside.
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