She still thinks about him a lot. They never said goodbye, they just stopped talking. That’s how she knows it is a permanent goodbye. Permanent goodbyes are rarely said out loud and almost never explained. They just are. He knew, and so did she, that they couldn’t be friends anymore after what happened. But that doesn’t mean she is at peace with it. She misses him. The way he could make her laugh and think. The way he could make her do things she would normally be too scared to do. Together they would get in all kinds of trouble. Good trouble, the kind of trouble that makes you feel alive. Now that side of her is gone. The worst thing is that he doesn’t seem to care, it looks like he is just going on with his life, like nothing of any significance happened. That hurts her more than not seeing him anymore. If only she would know he cares too, that he suffers too. But they don’t talk so she will never know. Maybe to him it looks as if you are going on with your life like nothing happened too, stranger.