I was separated by my friend last year, because he went to one college, I went to the next. And then when that happened we didn’t talk hardly at all, I guess, and during winter break I saw him only once, for instance.
This is a person I was inseparable from in 9th, 10th grade, you know?
Then one day during spring break we hung out, and while we were in the car he answered his phone from one of his new friends that he was now inseparable with, and I guess he was asked where he was at and who he was with, and he said I’m just hanging out with an old buddy.
That’s the truth. An old buddy— not a current, nor a future one.
Just an old buddy, that’s all.
