If the sky wasn't blue, would I be me and you be you?

Have you ever felt like the whole world is passing you by? As though you are stranded while the world rushes by? As though, no matter how hard you try, you are resistant to the change that surrounds you?
I hate change. I'm afraid of this ending, of losing two precious friendships. I'm scared to lose what I hold on to, and I'm terrified of the road paved with good intentions. I know you said this wouldn't change anything, but that doesn't make me feel any better.

It's hard, too, when we only ever see each other once a week. How do you cultivate a friendship on 10 minutes a week? Is it even possible? If it is, why isn't it working? I see just a glimpse of who you are, and I can't help wanting to get into your head and see more. Is it wrong to assume a friendship on something this tenous?

A wise person once said that "it is better to have loved and lost then never to love".
They died alone and sad. (Oh, I know I made that up. But isn't that a possibility? I think so.) But at least the quote has graced Hallmark with its presence...