Have you ever suddenly, out of the blue, thought of dear friends you haven't been in contact with for years? Have you ever felt like a part of you was left somewhere your roads have diverged, probably lost to you forever the same moment you and your friend decided to follow different paths in life, and you were not even aware about it? Have you ever smiled a small whimsical smile and felt a heaviness in your heart thinking of the fun things you had with your friends in the past?
I have several friends whom I have lost contact with over the years. We still live in the same city but I sometimes feel that we live on different planes of existence. Despite the super-abundance of ways to reach out to each other (Internet, hello), we seem to be too busy to even say "Howdy" through text or over some social networking sites. I am guilty to say that sometimes, because of the un-ignorable (it is so a word) distraction also known as real life, I forget about them too.
There were times when memories of our times together hit me all of a sudden. How can I not miss the friend on whose shoulders I cried because I badly needed to let out all the hurt, overwhelming feelings in my emotional basket and I just wanted for someone to be there for me. How can I not miss the friend who used to be my bookstore shopping buddy? The friend who, instead of telling me to be sensible and not buy that book because it was way to expensive and so not in my month's budget, urged me to buy it instead because it would make me happy and I should make myself happy. How can I not miss the friends who did silly things with me, like redeem a coupon from an expensive Japanese restaurant, allowing us to avail ourselves of free food worth just about a couple of hundred pesos if we purchase food worth more than a thousand pesos first?
I miss my friends. And if they ever read this post, I'm sure they will know who they are. Sure I have new set of friends now, but no one and nothing could ever take the place of a great friend in my heart.
I miss you guys.
I'm sure we'll do silly things again soon.
I have several friends whom I have lost contact with over the years. We still live in the same city but I sometimes feel that we live on different planes of existence. Despite the super-abundance of ways to reach out to each other (Internet, hello), we seem to be too busy to even say "Howdy" through text or over some social networking sites. I am guilty to say that sometimes, because of the un-ignorable (it is so a word) distraction also known as real life, I forget about them too.
There were times when memories of our times together hit me all of a sudden. How can I not miss the friend on whose shoulders I cried because I badly needed to let out all the hurt, overwhelming feelings in my emotional basket and I just wanted for someone to be there for me. How can I not miss the friend who used to be my bookstore shopping buddy? The friend who, instead of telling me to be sensible and not buy that book because it was way to expensive and so not in my month's budget, urged me to buy it instead because it would make me happy and I should make myself happy. How can I not miss the friends who did silly things with me, like redeem a coupon from an expensive Japanese restaurant, allowing us to avail ourselves of free food worth just about a couple of hundred pesos if we purchase food worth more than a thousand pesos first?
I miss my friends. And if they ever read this post, I'm sure they will know who they are. Sure I have new set of friends now, but no one and nothing could ever take the place of a great friend in my heart.
I miss you guys.
I'm sure we'll do silly things again soon.
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