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I had a friend. We were close to the point where we would say we'd always be friends no matter what. She told me I was one of her best friends. She moved away. Now she has new friends, new best friends, ones that tell her "we'll always be friends, no matter what" She posted "As we grow older, we realize that we don't need a lot of friends. What we need is real ones." She says this to one of her new friends. What was I? Was I not real enough for you to just say a simple "hi, how are you?" I guess we weren't as close as I thought we   were. As she moved out of town, she moved out of my life. The only time we speak is if I say "Hi", just to make sure she hasn't forgotten me.