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Because that is how much you and our friendship means to me

*An add-on to what might have been unclear.

(continuum from the last post; Why do I feel the need to tell you just how much you mean to me, when all you do is simply walk and leave ?)

I want to reach them behind the silence, make sure that they´r (and we`re) okey. I need to do everything I can to make sure that any bad feelings are swept away (anger,irritation,sadness, misunderstanding, isolation..).

At the same time I wish that they'd remember me, value our friendship enough and in hardships be there for me. It tares my heart that this bond might break. That something that seemed so strong and deep- supportive, could suddenly flake.

As much as silence could be due to caving in, it could also be because of someone new, but if this was the reason- I´d wish you tell the truth, honesty minimizes anxiety(that I know to be true). 
If you gave me some time we could talk it through, this his how much I care about my friendship with you. *dont accept cheating, you are worth respect -> for more on my view on  Unconditional Love

I wish that this bond could be maintained. I try to reach out, and hope you would do the same, how can a bond between two people just be thrown away ?
I guess what im trying to say here is that some part of me would like a response, a response telling me that you're okey- and that our friendship would never be lost in that way.

That no matter what, we´ll always stay in contact in some way, that I never forgot you and you never forgot me, but sometimes people need a change.

But as I said before, that response (and caring reaction from you) is not at the top of my list, you see if you behind your unexplained silence were feeling depressed/not yourself it could take months for you to gather your thoughts, just wanted to give you this ”get well package” thats all. Then theres that part of me that knows, that I always fall for those who ghost, it hurts my heart to know that this is true, but still I leave a ”care-package” just in case it would get through.

I dont expect much, but care over the moon.. 
....I care so much that I´ll trip over soon

The stronger the bond seemed the more I care, the more you seem unhappy the more I will be there, until I realise that it might have been my intensity that (well at least partly) brought you there, and like anyone else- you (and I) need air.

Eventually I can let go, give it space for which ever direction it chooses to grow.
That which was meant will never truly fade, It will always be there through the best and hardest days. 

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