I try to put it in the back of my mind, but it still decides to bother me in quiet times. The laughs… The secrets exchanged… The tears that came… The bond that was created… You can probably identify with the feeling of heartbreak. Whether it was an innocent grade school crush who didn’t share her notebooks with you or a passionate love affair that went up in flames, chances are we’ve all been there at least once. We write books and poems about it, watch movies, and listen to songs, all so that we can feel less alone and be reassured that other people have been through it too and somehow survived to tell the tale. But there’s another kind of heartbreak that we rarely turn our attention to. The movies are harder to find, the books aren’t any best sellers, and there are no Spotify playlists dedicated to mourning these losses. This is funny because these are supposed to be the relationships that stick around the longest. Why is that? Why do we universally understand romantic