The one person I really want to be around won’t talk to me anymore. Everyone tells me to make other friends and I have. Everyone else is annoying. The two closest friends I have now are either annoying or uninteresting and I feel bad because they both fucking love me.
Nobody takes me seriously when I say how much I miss my friend. I wish things were different.
Getting ghosted by old friends broke me so hard. I feel for you, comrade.
Dunno if it applies to you. But the five times in my life that this happened to me, it caused me unending grief. But in hindsight, those people kinda suck a bit. I think that younger ButtBidet just idealised and obsessed over them, and made them into more than they really were.