Taurus
...nor can we know ahead of the fact the unending absence that follows, the void, the very opposite of meaning, the relentless succession of moments during which we will confront the experience of meaningless itself.
Joan Didion
There is a different timeline for when friendships actually end, and it runs months behind the timeline your mind keeps. Your mind marks the end at the last text sent, the last plan canceled, the moment when checking their social media started feeling like trespassing. But your hands still reach for your phone to tell them about the small Tuesday thing that made you think of them. Your mouth still shapes the beginning of stories you planned to save for them. The friendship is still alive in your muscle memory long after it has died in your calendar, and that gap is where the real grief lives.