“If you fight like a married couple, talk like best friends, flirt like first loves, and protect each other like family — obviously its meant to be.” Right? No, not always. An unfortunate thing about love and friendship. I’m happy in my relationship don’t get me wrong. Sure it’s long distance and that sucks badly at times, but that’s not where I’m going with this post for once. No not this time. It just seems no matter how much you fight, swear vengeance out of anger, stop talking for the stupidest of reasons (Read: A reaction after being told that you are cared and loved deeply), it doesn’t matter. You won’t be rid of each other that easily. There’s always going to be the feelings, the late night talks, the memories. Everything will remind you of each other. You can’t be apart for long. Eventually, you’ll want to talk and catch up but you both know the grey line that establishes your friendship, or whatever you want to call it at this point, is no more. Or rather it’s so blurred, you can’t see it so it’s easy to step over. Hopefully, you’ll be caught in their arms as you fall off the tightrope, but if not you can only hope they’ll come back to you on their own.