I hate it when, you used to talk to a person, everyday. You could vent about things to them. It’s like having someone to kill your boredom. But things don’t last forever. The convos start to die out, you start to drift from the person. You run out of things to talk about so eventually you never talk any more. Sad isn’t it. It was nice looking forward to talking to you, everyday, it became one of my daily routines. But not anymore.