Of lost friendships

I wish I could say that the friends I lost over the years were fallen sentinels in a bloody battle worth fighting.

Unfortunately, that’s not what I would say.

The friends I dropped, the friends who dropped me were mostly because we grew up to find that we did not have time. And, we did not have to accept everyone just as they are. With age came priorities, and these old comrades who reminded us of a simpler time, we realised, were not enough. Because times are not simple anymore.

With complex times, also came complex relationships, including the ones that were platonic.

There has been love, and there has been the pretending of it. There has been convenience and opportunity, which has led me to befriend people. But lately, there’s not been genuine feeling for a companion.

I have lived in three cities in the last two years and I have met so many new people, but hardly anyone stuck. There was no falling apart, no dramatic scene, only an empty WhatsApp chat.