The severance when a close friend falls in love induces a rhythmic leak in the gut, a constant reminder they aren’t wholly available to you any more. She can’t hang out because she’s being introduced to their friends at the pub that evening or she’s going to stay at their parents’ place for the first time that weekend, and just like that there’s an entire new continent in her world that you’ll never get to roam with her, as you had everywhere else, tracing by foot the intricacies of her cities, her places of worship, her internal roads.
