I sat across from him, wondering what we used to talk about. Sometimes, friendships are just a beautiful piece of your past—not your future. And that’s okay.
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Then you’ve discovered something important. You don’t owe each other a forced friendship. You shared a chapter, not the whole book. Be grateful for the past, kind in the present, and open to letting go with respect. That’s part of growing up—and growing older—with dignity.