I can feel it changing, our “friendship” or whatever it is that we have become. We used to see each other 5 or 6 times a week. Now it’s more like once, maybe twice every two weeks.
I ask you to hang out, you say “Yeah, sure.” and then blow me off. I send you a text at 10am, it goes unanswered until 7pm; if answered at all. All of a sudden you have plans all the time and don’t want to come over. I have to guilt you into seeing me.
When we do hang out it’s like you’re bothered that I’m there, I’m being some great inconvenience to you. There was a time when you actually wanted to get together. You contacted me.
I’m not being paranoid or making things up like you lead me to believe whenever I bring it up. It is happening. I’m losing ambition to even contact you anymore.
I wonder how long it would take for you to contact me if I stopped.
