Some friendships are like childhood clothes-you outgrow them without realizing. At first, you cling to them out of nostalgia, convinced that history alone should be enough to keep you close. But life pulls you in different directions, and conversations start to feel strained. You realize that letting go doesn't mean you've stopped caring-it means you've accepted that people can love each other and still grow apart. It's painful, yes. But it also creates space for connections that match the person you're becoming.