Topic > Seven Lost Years: A Personal Essay: Seven Lost Years

I was so used to having girls I could call when I just wanted to talk to a girl that I didn't realize the effect it would have on me when she left he was gone. My summer was spent with my boyfriend, my boyfriend, and my boyfriend alone. Feeling lonely, I began trying to re-establish old friendships that I had let fade into gray as the years passed. In doing so, I started talking to my current best friend. We bonded over the same problem and have been inseparable ever since. As our friendship strengthened, the sad feeling I felt about losing my former friend began to fade faster and faster. We've gotten to the point where it's all just a memory now. Many times I have looked back, wondering whether I had made the right decision or not. Even though my relationship didn't last, I feel like my choice was necessary for my own good. While I don't regret the times we spent together, I've learned that nothing lasts forever and that not everyone you call a friend will always be your friend. It takes a special kind of person to be a friend. While I'm sure they believe my decisions were wrong, I believe with all my heart that I made the best choice for myself. In the end I have no regrets and, even though we weren't friends, I wish them the best in everything