On Growing Apart

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This has happened a handful of times to me, starting in 3rd grade when I moved a few blocks away. I don’t like to make a fuss, a big scene. What good can that do?  I wonder if anyone else goes through the same process. I assume I’m not alone, but I thought this might explain the stages of my slow, quiet exit.

Sometimes, you are as happy as you can be with a companion.
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You might tug every once in a while, but you’re only doing what seems natural.

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And everything seems fine.
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Then you notice that you don’t get the same response. You wonder if you’re doing something wrong.
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You make contact best you can, with no response. You try to compensate the best you can.
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Then you try to ignore it, hoping some space will bring you both back together. But it isn’t the same.
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You realize how hard it is to hold on. You think they don’t even notice your effort. Or that maybe they don’t care.
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Eventually, you quietly bow to the inevitable.  You let go.
balloon7Goodbye, Friend.

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