You ever look at someone you used to love and realize that there's absolutely nothing left of that sentiment whatsoever?
No love, no affection, not even the nostalgia.
You look at them and find it difficult to remember why you even loved them in the first place, not because they were never worthy of it to begin with, but because the person you are looking at is somebody completely different.
They are not the person you fell in love with, but they are the person that made you fall out of it. You know who they are and yet they feel like a stranger.
It doesn't hurt. You've built so much since the last time you saw them, and your life is perfectly fine without them in it.
It's... a weird experience.














