Silent Regrets

I still think about him sometimes. We weren’t best friends, but we were close

enough to share dumb memes and late-night rants about how tired we both were of life.

He was always the one checking in — “You good?” — even when I wasn’t. Then one day,

I stopped replying. It wasn’t a big decision or some dramatic falling out.

I just... got tired. Mentally, emotionally. I started ignoring

everyone, and he got caught in the silence. He’d send a message here and there —

“Hey man, haven’t heard from you. Everything okay?” — and I’d tell myself

I’d reply later. But later never came. A few months went by before I saw