A/N: Hey guys! I'm back with something I think everyone can relate to, so here ya go:

Amazing how easily people become strangers.

Friends, loved ones, people who you knew to the bone, and suddenly one day you don't know them. You pass them on the street and don't know what happened last weekend, or the crazy dream or the funny moment. You don't know if they still love that one song or have that favorite hoodie.

It's amazing how often it happens and how quickly people disappear from life.

In fact, it's harder for them to stay than leave.

He knows this. He knows it better than anybody. He knows how easy it is.

So when she stands in front of him with a red face and tears in her eyes with anger and sadness rolling off her body, he stills.

They met on a Tuesday night through mutual friends. The group laughing and talking at the bar, catching up and telling stories over drinks and she met his eyes over her glass of beer and he smiled.

And she was just a friend of a friend with golden blonde hair and a pretty smile. He'll come to learn that she prefers her hair in a ponytail and her lips will quiver when she's trying to hold back a smile.

"You're not funny," she says and her lips quiver.

He grins back. "I agree, my puns are tear-able."

She writes her number on the bigger half of the napkin he tore and walks away with a smirk.

They got together on a Thursday and he only remembers cause it was a pretty shitty day and his boss is extra cranky on Thursdays because of the longer shifts.

She came to his place with a pack of double-stuff Oreos and he almost kissed her. And then he did. And then she did. And then they laughed and agreed it was about time.

They fought on a Sunday. The first time over some dirty dishes and it ended with a clean sink and apology coffee.

But this. This isn't dirty dishes. This is make or break. This is a collection of stuff buried and unaddressed coming back to bite them. This is the looking away and helplessness and silence. God the silence.

This is how people become strangers.

This is how people we care about slip through and disappear until you don't know them anymore.

And the continued silence is what makes it so so easy.

So when they stand there and stare with tears and red faces, he stills.

It's not going to be easy, there's a crapload to work though and honestly, it's probably going to hurt, hurt like hell.

But the thought of her ending up in a bar on a Tuesday looking at someone else over her beer with her hair down and lipstick-ed smirk hurts a whole lot more.

So before she can silently grab her things and walk out and become someone he no longer knows, he breaks the silence.

"Wait."

A/N: So what did you think? I really believe the concept of people you once knew becoming strangers or leaving is something everyone at some point in their life experiences. We've all lost friends or significant others or whoever else and I there a lot of reasons. But I think sometimes the biggest factor is not communicating. I think a lot of the time it's silence, from one or both sides. And it's easier now more than ever, all it takes is not responding to a text, or a call.

Communicating might not solve the issue but it can help get the ball rolling, knowing the issue is important if there is an attempt to fix it. I don't know what I'm going for here, just thought I'd bring this up, put it out there in a world and hope someone can take something out of this.

Also if you liked this, I played with a similar concept in my latest chapter of How We Could Have Met 2 titled Second Chance! Please check it out if you're interested!

Please review! I'd love to hear you thoughts! And as always, thanks for reading!

See ya! :)