shuttfujessie:

You walk by a person in the hall that you used to tell everything to. You used to know each other inside and out. They knew all your secrets, what you were afraid of, who you liked, what you wanted to become. You were best friends, or more, and now it’s like they don’t exist.

You notice that they’re there, but you don’t look at them. You just walk right on by.

And when you do happen to make eye contact on accident, it’s almost like a dead look. Neither of you really have an expression, it’s sorta like you’re looking through each other, but not.

Realizing that a friendship or relationship of any kind is actually over, and will never be the same again, is sort of a weird feeling.