In our lives, we constantly recycle our friends for various reasons that may or may not be apparent at the time the friendship deteriorates. All we notice is that the multiple phone calls, random+planned trips to the mall and the sharing of the same tears in different eyes comes to a halt. At times we regret letting this supposed real friendship end and other times, we are glad to be rid of the burden that this person contributes to our lives.
I've had quite a few friends that I've had to let go at one point or another for one reason or the other. I just knew that that friend's chapter in the book of my life was finished and s/he didn't make it to the next. What always comes as a surprise is when these friends are overcome by a feeling of nostalgia and try pathetically to regain some sense of what used to be.
If we were once friends and something happened that denied us the chance to continue, then I think it's almost always a waste in trying to rekindle the fire. Surely, there are times where the friendship can be restarted--if and only if it was meant to be.
So please, spare me that uncomfortable feeling and get over me...
Until next time,
Zenag
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