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There was this boy who found me out and started talking to me. He was inspiring and loved to understand what I was making. He would comb my worlds, and would share his own. Oh how easily he found his way through the iron grip I had around the cracks in my heart. I wouldn't tell him that in less than a year I considered him my best friend.
He started to grow distant though. Far less interested in talking. I'd panic, try to catch those old feelings again and try to make new feelings too. Him and me though..we haven't even spoken more than five minutes to each other this month. We haven't talked to each other for weeks even when he's on.
I'll stare at the username and hover my cursor arrow over it. I never click it though. I just feel like I'll bother him. I feel sick because I'm shutting down again. I love it when I hope. I hate it when that hope vanishes beneath the waves of the reality in front of me. I'm shaking in my chair right now, rubbing my eyes. I'm curled up as I stare at the burning screen and at a private message.
Someone wants to talk with me. They seem so nice. I've already written out of the message back, I just haven't sent it yet. Its nice, I promise it is. Behind those nice words I'm sick and I'm tired. Tired of hoping.
If I let you too far in, you might hurt me.
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He started to grow distant though. Far less interested in talking. I'd panic, try to catch those old feelings again and try to make new feelings too. Him and me though..we haven't even spoken more than five minutes to each other this month. We haven't talked to each other for weeks even when he's on.
I'll stare at the username and hover my cursor arrow over it. I never click it though. I just feel like I'll bother him. I feel sick because I'm shutting down again. I love it when I hope. I hate it when that hope vanishes beneath the waves of the reality in front of me. I'm shaking in my chair right now, rubbing my eyes. I'm curled up as I stare at the burning screen and at a private message.
Someone wants to talk with me. They seem so nice. I've already written out of the message back, I just haven't sent it yet. Its nice, I promise it is. Behind those nice words I'm sick and I'm tired. Tired of hoping.
If I let you too far in, you might hurt me.
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The description does sound familiar.
It is the frustrating and sad part of internet social life. To have friends just... disappear someday and never return.
They say people never truly disappear thanks to the internet. Those people obviously never experiences cases like these ; for people CAN just vanish from the internet completely suddenly and never come back.
It is the frustrating and sad part of internet social life. To have friends just... disappear someday and never return.
They say people never truly disappear thanks to the internet. Those people obviously never experiences cases like these ; for people CAN just vanish from the internet completely suddenly and never come back.
This hits close to me, I've had a friend for a short span last year about 2-3 months and they were probably one of my best friends we got along even better than me and my ex did at that time.
One day they wanted to talk to me but I was busy playing a game with a friend, they talked about how they need someone to make them smile because they felt like hurting themselves and I apologized and said I'm busy after a short conversation with them and assured them I would talk to them later and they said it would be okay since they have to do homework anyways and wished me a fun time with my friend there.
After that they never responded, and after sometime after that alot of thier profiles and accounts got deleted or deactivated.
Thier tumblr, deviantart, steam and even thier youtube account- just gone.
To this day I still hope they come back eventually, today is actually the day me and them really befriended each other, and in a couple of days it's thier birthday, and a few weeks and thier dissapearance will have marked an entire year.
I miss them.
One day they wanted to talk to me but I was busy playing a game with a friend, they talked about how they need someone to make them smile because they felt like hurting themselves and I apologized and said I'm busy after a short conversation with them and assured them I would talk to them later and they said it would be okay since they have to do homework anyways and wished me a fun time with my friend there.
After that they never responded, and after sometime after that alot of thier profiles and accounts got deleted or deactivated.
Thier tumblr, deviantart, steam and even thier youtube account- just gone.
To this day I still hope they come back eventually, today is actually the day me and them really befriended each other, and in a couple of days it's thier birthday, and a few weeks and thier dissapearance will have marked an entire year.
I miss them.
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