The Saddest Thing

"The saddest thing in the world is when two people, who at one time knew everything about one another, act like strangers."

2011 was supposed to be the beginning of a new point in my life; one of the happiest times of my life. But instead, everything went horribly wrong.

This was the year I lost a loved one, and my best friend.

Thoughts are all a jumble in my head. Words don't come easy for me. Maybe that's why people misunderstand me. Perhaps that was what went wrong. Everything I've said seems to have made things worse.

Someone once told me that people can't change; but I have seen first hand that this isn't true. People can change so much that you don't even know who they are anymore. The person you fell in love with, disappears; and in its place, a stranger.

Is there a time limit that stipulates how long until a person has to move on? That if a person hasn't moved on by a certain time, they are doomed to a lifetime of misery and despair? I don't know.

Should a person force themselves to move on when they're not ready? Would that count as really moving on? Or do we do so just because others tell us that's the right thing to do?

I honestly don't have any answers for anything anymore.

Until now, so many questions remain, but I guess there won't be any answers forthcoming; because the person who could provide them is lost to me now.

We used to talk about everything. But now, there's just silence.

The pain is not as acute anymore, but it's still there. Just more of a numb pain now.

I'm starting to move on from losing a loved one. But the hardest thing right now, is to move on from losing a best friend.