The forgotten masses

It's crazy how one second someone is a huge part of your life, and then the next they are out of it like they were never there to begin with. You lose a best friend and never get that person back. You never back get those little pieces of them that made you love them to begin with, like their sense of humor or their smile or the way they get something that you thought only you could understand before you met them. Those pieces of that person leave you forever, sometimes without even a proper goodbye. Isn't it crazy that we can pour ourselves into another soul, and then quickly say goodbye and forget about them like they never meant anything to us. I struggle to understand how easily we dispose of ones we once loved. I guess I never will. I'll just try to forget about it like they so easily forget all the memories we ever created together.