Its been awhile so I thought I'd tell her about a recent trip I took. I don't have many friends and she was one of my best. She always seemed so attentive when I talked to her and seemed interested and god did I need someone to listen to me. Well she's been with someone else for awhile (I was sort of hoping it wouldn't work out - this is how twisted the logic in your mind can get when it comes to relationships) and I know that I'm not her number one priority. Well I thought that I had absorbed all the punishment of not seeing her for awhile and that it would be okay talking to her and sharing. Wrong, her level of interest was about nil - she smiled politely and nodded when I showed her my pictures. It was a nightmare like I had pulled a stranger off the streets and forced them to watch a home movie. How did we get to this point - how could all the feeling (interest) just evaporate into the atmosphere. Where did that person go? Then I realized that she was never coming back - time had buried the person I knew in some impenetrable tomb. I looked at her and started to tear up - her graveyard pupils told me she was not coming back. I have not slept in two days - she hurt me. Somebody falls off the edge - life goes on.