We Don’t Fall Out. We Fade.
There wasn’t a fight. There wasn’t a moment. There was just… less. Less texting back and forth, less making plans, less of that easy intimacy that once made it feel like she knew you better than you knew yourself. And then one ordinary Tuesday, you realize you haven’t actually talked in four months. And somehow, you’re not sure who’s supposed to fix it — or even if it’s something that can be…
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