awarewolves:

This is what I’ve learned about people: they have always been meant to be strangers.

And this, right now, is something I have never learned just yet. Yet I know, someday, I finally will.

We are all meant to be strangers with one another. We
are all meant to acquaint estrangement, in some end or another.

Remind yourself of that old friend from high school. It barely feels you’ve lived on the same plane of time. Remember the boy who promised to take you to nightly park walks. Only the smell of his perfume remains in the recesses of your memories. Try to picture the only person you would talk to when you were still fourteen. Only now, you picture that person talking only to a multitude of somebody else’s, somebodies that are never you, at least, presently.

And I guess, that is how the world will always work. How the mechanics of relationships will be explicitly and simplistically defined.

We are and always will be meant to be strangers.