To the friends we outgrew— No fights, no goodbyes, just life pulling us in different ways. We don’t talk like we used to, but I hope you’re doing well. I’ll always be grateful for the time we had. Maybe one day, our roads will cross again. Maybe we’ll sit and talk like nothing changed. Or maybe, we’ll just smile from afar, silently wishing each other the best. - - - - - - - - 03152025
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