I think it’s happened to all of us at one point or the other.
Somewhere along the way:
The conversations slowed.
The calls stopped.
The closeness faded.
Sometimes, there’s a defined reason for this painful change.
It could be a misunderstanding, or the burden of distance, or the natural growing apart of two or more people.
Sometimes, there’s no defined reason.
Nobody planned it; there was no fight, no conflict, it just… happened.
An unspoken shift was all it took.
And then…
The person you once poured out your heart to,
now scrolls past your Instagram stories like a stranger.
The whole vibe you once had with someone: the inside jokes, the late-night check-ins, the moments of pure vulnerability…
Everything is just… gone.
And there you sit, asking yourself the questions.
“What now? Was that all for nothing?”
”What was the point of all that?”
”Is it all really over?”
You sit and you ponder.
You might assign blame, and
You might try to figure out what went wrong.
Maybe you’ll even reach out to try to “fix things”.
Sometimes it works.
Sometimes it doesn’t.
If it works, things might not go back to the way they were before.
If it doesn’t work, you’re left with no choice but to accept the truth.
The truth that, it really is over.
And that it’s time for you to move on.
One thing I’ve learnt is that:
No matter how much you want them to, some people are just not meant to stay.
Not for long. Not forever. Not permanently.
Some chapters could be very beautiful, but they will also be short.
Some friendships, some loves, some bonds will never stretch into forever.
Yet, that doesn’t mean their presence or the time spent together was a mere waste.
It’s easy to ask, “okay, so, what was the point then?”
But maybe the point was the present moments you already shared in the past.
Maybe the point was the laughter.
The comfort.
The season of safety.
The lessons.
Maybe the point was the joy, even if it didn’t last forever.
And now that it’s over.
Now that the moment has passed, it’s time to let go.
Not in bitterness.
Not in anger.
Not remaining desperate, clutching to.
But with total acceptance and complete peace.
The friends you needed at 16 might not be the same friends you need at 21.
That’s life, and that’s okay.
In life, seasons change.
People grow. Priorities shift. Paths become unaligned. Values change. Feelings fade away. Time passes. Moments end.
Life keeps moving forward, even when we just want to stay in the present past for a little longer.
And, trust me, I know…
I know how tempting it is to want to reach back.
To want to fix everything.
To overthink it.
To scroll through old messages and wonder what you could’ve done differently.
To ask yourself if you were too much or not enough.
Who knows?
Maybe you were the problem, maybe they were the problem, maybe there was no problem at all.
It just stopped working.
That drifting away is almost natural.
Like the way summer turns into autumn,
and the leaves fall unto the ground,
and yet the tree still remains standing.
Like the way seasons change.
I don’t think the point of relationships is that they should be held on to forever.
Maybe every single one of them has an expiry date.
Let’s learn to honour each season for what it was.
To love it for what it gave us,
and to not resent it for what it did not become.
Because at the end of the day, me and you and them are human.
We are still becoming, so-
We’re all allowed to evolve.
We’re all allowed to move on.
We’ll all allowed to change.
We’re allowed to open our hands, and release what has already let go of us.
And if the silence hurts and their absence still haunts you…
Let it.
Feel it.
Grieve it.
Just don’t stay there.
You can miss what you had and still move forward.
That’s the beautiful, heartbreaking rhythm of life:
Seasons change, and so must we.
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Saving this to come back anytime I feel the urge to revive a dead friendship
This really reminds me of friends that were so dear to my heart, and now all we do is wish each other “Happy Birthday” and that’s life.
No fight happened, nothing separated us.
We just grew up and grew distance and that’s life once again.
This is such a beautiful piece, Ebun. 🤍