Luci Black
Joined April 2018
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The Death of a Friendship
Our meeting was entirely ordinary. It was nothing no one hasn't heard a thousand and one times over. We met at work. I'd seen you around school. You were a grade above me, but we had some of the same friends, I'd never given your existence much thought until I saw you there. Even after a few weeks, I still didn't do much more than nod and say hello when I saw you. But I was interested. We were the same age, went to the same school, worked together, who wouldn't be interested in someone they were seeing every day? I don't remember how we started talking, but somehow those quiet hellos and soft nods became full fledged conversations.
By Luci Black6 years ago in Humans