When

That moment you yearn to return to the game you formerly loved where you play as an animal avatar and dress said avatar up however you wish, making you’re own little persona as time goes on, wishing to return to said game and reunite with your former partner as you run to eachother and hug one another, like in the movies, only to be let down by the fact this will never happen again, as you two parted ways many months ago and never have been the same since. Said parter is now living a new life without you, having new friends and probably better with family, and maybe having someone special as their own without even a single grain of you’re knowledge. They could be steps ahead of you even though it was vise versa before. Now you don’t even know their identify, as before you left they claimed they might be trans, and now have someone who loves them for who they are now they claim, even though you did just that, except you didn’t know beforehand. When going on said game nowadays and crossing paths, everything is awkward and sad, and not even you can let that fact go. They treat you now like an acquaintance, a pal, a coworker, despite the former rowdy and close bond you had. Slowly you began to realize this isn’t the perso you formerly knew, but skmeone entirely different by now and forever changed. As you slowly divide paths until you can’t even see them on the horizon anymore, you realize you had a chance with this person and you most likely ruined it. They will never think of you the same after that incident, and neither will you.