Ah, high school. What a glorious, awkward phase for us all. In high school, I found my passions, my dislikes and my friends. While I matured throughout these four years, I still made stupid decisions. Several of these decisions were the friends and people I hung around with. During high school, I was super close to two girls.

Of course, we had our fights and arguments, but I believed we would be friends forever. After I lost one girlfriend, mainly due to distance and different interests, I clung to my remaining best friend. She was all I had. We had so many secrets, inside jokes, and trust between each other. I would say “I love you” like she was my own sister. I would go out of my way to comfort her, and be there anytime she needed me because she was a top priority to me. We grew especially closer during our last year and a half of school.

When the time came to choose a college, we ultimately decided to go to different universities because of the programs and financial issues. But, we’d planned to still stay close, meeting up on breaks and calling each other every week.

However, as graduation grew closer and closer, I felt her slipping further and further away from me.

I didn’t think I had made her angry or anything, so I figured she was just emotional about graduating and moving away. I made the mistake of not talking to her about it. I continued to go on as if nothing had changed. The week before graduation, she virtually stopped talking to me; no texts, calls, Snapchats, nothing. She made no efforts to take pictures at graduation together, or come to my party, nor did she contact me at all over the summer. Now that I’m in college, I’ve made a few new friends, but I’m afraid no one can replace her. I think about her a lot, and my heart still aches with her loss. I find it hard to read our favorite books, listen to our favorite songs, and even say her name. I try to avoid her in conversation.

Hopefully, as time passes, I’ll be able to get over her. It’s her loss after all.