When You Are Reminded of [Enter Name Here]

If you read this and you think that its about you, it isn't.

It's about anyone who's ever been reminded of _____________.

“You still talk to ___________?”

“Oh, __________? Ehhh, I kinda still talk to ___________. Not as much as we used to. __________ is doing _________’s thing and I’m doing mine. ________ and I don’t hang out like we used to either but that’s expected after what happened."

“What happened with ____________?”

“__________ and I had a bullshit fight over some shit. I read ___________’s rights and ___________ pretty much vanished. ___________ and I stopped talking for a minute. We still saw each out, which was weird."

“That is weird. So how you and __________ start talking again?”

“___________ called me. That’s all it took. We talked for hours about absolutely nothing. Then ___________ invited over to their house and shit happened over here because…”

“Because ___________ did something, right?”

“Nah, shit between ____________ and I didn’t feel right, so I stepped. _________ called me afterwards to see if I was okay – and I was – but I felt like I had to leave.”

“You felt weird about you and ___________ being cool again”

“Nah, man. I felt like ____________ and I really had no reason to be that type of cool again. Shit was flawed from the jump but that’s what happens when people get comfortable. __________ got comfortable. I got comfortable. So when reality hit about the situation, both of us didn’t know what to do. Ain’t no point to jump back in it. For what? Because we can? That’s stupid.”

“So now what?

“It’s dead. The thing between ____________ and me is dead. I kinda forgot about ___________ until you brought ______________ up.”

“My bad.”

“It is what it is.”