{"id":3022,"date":"2025-03-06T13:56:23","date_gmt":"2025-03-06T13:56:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/?p=3022"},"modified":"2025-03-06T13:56:23","modified_gmt":"2025-03-06T13:56:23","slug":"not-friends-not-enemies-just-a-story-that-ended","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/not-friends-not-enemies-just-a-story-that-ended\/","title":{"rendered":"Not Friends, Not Enemies\u2014Just a Story That Ended"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Some people feel permanent until they\u2019re not. One day, they\u2019re sitting across from you, laughing at something stupid. And the next? They\u2019re just\u2026 gone. Not in some grand, tragic way\u2014just a slow fade, like a song that ends without you realizing it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Relationships don\u2019t always fit neatly into categories. There\u2019s no checklist for what to call the people who used to know your coffee order by heart but wouldn\u2019t recognize the person you\u2019ve become. Not friends, not enemies\u2014just a history that still lingers in the spaces between.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>People say, \u201cIf it was meant to be, it would\u2019ve been.\u201d But that\u2019s not how life works. Some connections are meant to exist only for a while. They come, they shape you, and then they leave\u2014taking parts of you with them, leaving parts of themselves behind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>There\u2019s no need to hold on or push away. Some stories don\u2019t need an ending; they just stop being written. And that\u2019s okay.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Some people feel permanent until they\u2019re not. One day, they\u2019re sitting across from you, laughing at something stupid. And the next? They\u2019re just\u2026 gone. Not in some grand, tragic way\u2014just a slow fade, like a song that ends without you realizing it. Relationships don\u2019t always fit neatly into categories. There\u2019s no checklist for what to [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","pgc_sgb_lightbox_settings":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[10,69,64],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-3022","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-personal","7":"category-relationship","8":"category-short-stories","9":"entry"},"featured_image_src":null,"featured_image_src_square":null,"author_info":{"display_name":"vasudha","author_link":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/author\/vasudha\/"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3022"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3022"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3022\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3023,"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3022\/revisions\/3023"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3022"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3022"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3022"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}