It’s funny when old relationships, friendly and otherwise, begin to fade. Being a pessimist (and a nihilist), I never like to use the word “forever,” but there it goes, falling from both of your tongues with the same rush and excitement as your first curse word. There’s a reason that nothing lasts forever, and this truth hadn’t become clear to me until I arrived at university.

As a freshman, you’re meeting so many new people and latching on to the old, trying to find a balance between what you know and what you’re learning. Sophomore year, a few fall out of touch, and you reconnect every once in a while when they’re in town, or when something funny pops up on your feed and reminds you of them. And then, there are the conscious decisions. The ones that either ignore you, or you ignore, and all of a sudden it’s like nothing was there in the first place.

A while back, I lost contact with a close friend of mine due to a lack of response. The pain stung deep, but I found a way to pick my head up and move on. Unfortunately, the second occurrence has appeared, and I’m forced to find a new way to get through another puzzle. While I don’t appreciate the methods and manners in which issues were handled (myself included), I’m beginning to realize that A) We’re all human, and B) Everything my mother has ever said is true (but that’s for another article).

If you’re reading this, and we fell out of touch, or got into an argument, or you’re mad at me and I still don’t know it (sorry, ya gotta be blunt), know this:

1. I still want everything you ever wanted in life to happen.
2. I hope this doesn’t happen to you again.

Keep in mind that no matter who you love, and who loves you, no one deserves to be treated with disrespect. College is a time to grow, to figure out what you love and what you hate, to make a million mistakes that your future children and overprotective parents will never hear about, to walk on the wild side and swim on the safe one, to struggle under the oppression of homework and the undying need to abandon it all and go out with your friends, to laugh, cry, fight, and fly. However, if something scares you (that’s not actually threatening to your health), then it’s never time to run. That only builds up a lifetime speeding tickets from one stop to another, and runaway cars need the most fixing.

Joiethor's Note: I used this picture because it genuinely made me laugh when I found it. Also, when is my old high school gonna make us stop wearing white dresses in order to graduate, just wondering?