You do not matter
enough to me anymore
to still upset me.
I think it happens to everyone when they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. And so you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.
Letting go is the easy part. It’s the moving on that’s painful. So sometimes we fight it, trying to keep things the same. Things can’t stay the same though. At some point, you just have to let go, move on. Because no matter how painful it is, it’s the only way we grow.