Taurus

Some friendships end not with an argument but with the simple fact that you stop reaching for your phone when their name crosses your mind. The impulse to text them used to be automatic, tied to small moments throughout your week. Now there is a pause where that reflex used to be, and in that pause you realize something has shifted without either of you deciding it should. You could force the connection back to life with a single message, but your hands know something your thoughts are still catching up to. The friendship may not be over, but this version of it has run its course.