We all have heard the math about healing a romantic breakup but what about the math for a broken friendship?

The ending of a friendship hurts me the most. The silent walking-out of people from my life and me wondering, if I did enough to hold onto them. When I look back - the reasons are completely blank from my side. My friendships have been my haven where I felt I could go when nothing felt right in the world. I've never worried if I am going to suddenly end up on the outskirts of their feeling.

It then happens. My school bench partner who made a space for my bag hasn't spoken to me for decades but still standing beside me in that old and dusty class photograph in my drawer. The one who picked me to distribute chocolates on his birthday still hasn't replied to my "Happy Birthday " text wishes. The friend, I spent after-hours sitting at the bank of the river promising to stay in touch, hit " unfollow " on Instagram.

These endings are like reminders of change. The conversations get fewer and shorter , only texts you on your Birthdays and sometimes even leave your messages on " seen " . It is awkward since you and your best friend had a fight because you both liked the same person. You can't message him because you both started the friendship on the same date and broke up on a sour note. Then you come across the photos, the gifts, and the archived messages that only remained a memory that makes you pause and think - Friendships cause heartbreaks too.

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