I guess the time has finally come to move out of each other's lives for good. I seem to not matter to you, and neither you to me. Gone are the days of greetings and chit chat. We used to know everything about each other, conversations; smooth as silk. But now, I don't even know you, and neither you to me. And that's fine. It's something I knew would happen, subconsciously or not, even if we had lied to ourselves back then that it wouldn't.
That's what time does to the best of us. It covertly, incrementally, subtly, lodges gaps between people; it gently unknots the (perceived) strongest of ties with its skillful, delicate hands that have done so many times before; while sending new faces into our lives to replace the once-was and once-weres.
And we realise it when we walk into the person on the streets without having a clue as to who they are.
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