

A collage about the human reaction to realizing that you’re not as close with someone as you used to be. We don’t talk like we used to. Or really at all. Not because of a fight — just time, distance, life. The messages are fewer now, the silence longer. I still care deeply. I think she does too. But caring doesn’t always keep people close. Sometimes, they just start to drift. And other times, you realize they already have.