growing pains

It's one of those things that is unexplainable. You meet, you hang out, you laugh, you listen, you smile, and there it is, you're friends. It's not like dating, it's unlike a lot of relationships. It is so organic, at first. Things happen, people come, people go, but the beginning is always so easy.

You and I, well, we saw the world. We went through heartache together, we climbed together, we laughed, cried, survived together. It seems you have forgotten. It seems that loyalty, no matter how many words you utter about it, how many times you call others out for abandoning you when new relationships come along, no matter what comes up in your busy schedule, how many things you are responsible for, is a tricky concept. Or maybe it's just growing pains.  A separation that was inevitable from the beginning. I just never thought I'd be a stop along the way. I thought we'd be friends for the whole journey.

I want to throw punches. I want to kick and scream. I want to whine and complain. I want to prove you wrong. I want to throw it all in your face. But I also want to stop caring. I want to sit down and accept it. I just want you to care on your own. I just want you to be loyal. I just want you to remember me. I need you to remember.

Or maybe I need to accept that it's just growing pains.