Do you know what I like?
I like when relationships drift apart.
No stimulus for it, but they drift
like waves it has its highs
yet, it eventually comes crashing down
into the shores of time.
Memories of your time together dance as
small ripples in the oceans of your mind.

However some relationships are not slow drifts but...
storms.
Powerful bursts of experiences:
excitement, fun, pain , loss, hate,
that dissipate into the empty air.
Only the  rubble that litters your mind
serves as evidence of its existence.
Evidence of the high, the lows ,the lessons learned
the lessons ignored.
Evidence, that damage yet fortify the economy of your mind.
Preparing you for the next storm of a friendship.