My friends are so different...each one so special…each one so not like the other…Yet I bond together with every one of them…its just happened, we do not do anything special to be so close…they do know me very well, even if we don’t spend hours talking…I know a lot about my friends…even if they never tell me their stories…I think when you meet someone who was meant to touch your heart you know them without speaking…without asking questions…you recognise them even in silence...
Silly song of a previous decade of a dumb pop music, yet the words carry certain wisdom:
I don't care who you are, where you're from, what you did…As long as you love me…”
With trust we accept those who come to walk with us. Even if they’re in for a short walk only…personally I certainly would be sad to see them turning onto the side road at some point of togetherness…maybe even cry a little…but isn’t it a clear sign that it was a real friendship, that we can’t part with that easily?...And although I do not often get to be the one to walk away, I understand that sometimes someone just needs to go..only because they have their reasons...
Every now and then…friends come into my life…and they go too…ever so often…maybe more often then I’d like it to be…it is easy to be understanding for their decisions to go…it is hard to keep smiling waving goodbyes…But still we do…every now and then…
To all my friends, even to those who never knew this place and will never hear me:
I miss you. I dream to catch up with you every now and then...on how you’re doing, what’s on your minds and in your hearts…I don’t think, it is true that once gone, one should never look back…we can do it…sometimes we even need to do this to be able to move forward…or to see our path from the side of the road, that we once walked together with someone, who cared…
It is not that hard to glance back, if the past means something to you, isn't it?