Fading Stories.
📜 people stay, connections fray.
Hello, how are you?
📸 — Toyosi Light
One thing that bothers me, is how friendships can so soon fade. How the other person, someone you couldn't imagine your life without, can one day be a stranger. Literally.
And as a 19 year old adult(hehe), I can say I've seen this happen, to me. Maybe it's life. Maybe it's fatigue. Maybe the other person stopped trying. Or maybe it's me.
I'm not sure. But I know I'm wary of close connection, mostly because, “you’d stay for how long?”
But friendship is vital to life. No one can live this life alone. It's not something to attempt or romanticize.
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I'm grateful for my friends. But I also know I sometimes hold back because I think they'd stop showing up one day.
I'm happy about connections, but I know I also put a guard up, because there's a part of my thoughts that's like “don’t trust people!”.
I'm a lover girl at my core, but I also know that I joke about serious matters and shrug affirmation off, to “protect” myself.
I desire to be there for my people, but then, is there such a concept as “your people"?
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I don't have all the answers, not yet. But I know friendship is a divine thing. And he that has friends must shew himself friendly.
That should do.
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This is so honest and beautifully written.
But I’ve also realized that sometimes the guard we put up to protect ourselves can keep us from experiencing the very thing we desire. Real friendship requires participation—being present, being open, being intentional. It takes two to tango, fr.
Because, the truth is still that you cannot do life alone. You need people— family? Yes. But friends too.
The poem at the end was tew goodd!! 🤭✨