It's kind of a funny thing really. I save all of williams messages on my phone. I pretty much deleted all the messages except his. I think I subconsciously knew that our relationship was fleeting--fading away and that was my only way of holding onto it. I listened to a few messages yesterday just to see how I felt. It was a bit sad because it reminded me of a william I thought I knew. I was reminded that he used to call and he hasn't for the last four months. It's a weird place to be in. There's no closure for either of us. I can say we aren't friends now but we never ended it. We just stopped. I guess that's the ending, right? I thought we were old enough to be more mature about it but I guess our egos outweight our maturity levels.