Drifting apart.

I always happy to see you come online. Yet, I don't know what to talk to you about. Thus, we are slowly drifting apart. I guess is good in a way since I want to forget about you. Maybe before this, we talked almost everyday and now we just have nothing to talk about if I don't have any interesting to tell him.

We are in separate ways. We are stepping into a different chapter of life. I believe so.