14.7.08

Sometimes it feels we've been drifting apart, these past few years. And it seems likely that we're going to just keep drifting apart even further, unless by chance and circumstance we happen to find ourselves living near each other again. And then, these ties will be briefly refreshed, and remembered anew, and things will seem bearable again.

But otherwise, this is what we'll be reduced to. This occasional catching up on each others' lives. With nothing really in common anymore, except the time that we once shared. And the knowledge...the belief...the hope...that if we could but meet often, it would all be the same again, or better, that we would be closer than ever before.

And we know the other will always be there, for times that simply require another. And we know the other will share, joyously or sorrowfully, whatever is so big that we have to share it. And we go our ways knowing that, knowing that we're there, out there, somewhere.

...but even though they may not really be lost, I still can't stop hating how much I miss my friends.

8 comments:

Pri said...

Wails hysterically.

shyam said...

I hear you

??! said...

pri:
hush, beta. aise nahin karte.

shyam:
ahyeh.

km said...

This used to upset me a few years ago. Not so much now. (Which, going by the law of cyclicality of emotions and phenomena, means I will be affected by it again very soon.)

But I know there are those friends with whom meeting more often does make things better. And then there are those who fade away. (And there's also some who make you go "huh? why the hell was I hanging out with this guy in college?")

??! said...

there's also some who make you go "huh? why the hell was I hanging out with this guy in college?"
Oh yes, those!

DewdropDream said...

@ KM: That's what I'm talking about!

And there are those, who are ruined forever because you can finally see the truth about them. Ouch!

km said...

The funny thing about this "analysis" is that we are ourselves as much a part of each of those categories as those that we are trying to describe.

M.C. Escher would have been proud :)

Spark said...

and then there are those whose faults u can never come to terms with......deep down u hate them for wat they have done to u....but strangely u seem to have forgiven them long ago.....still kinda "fond" of them..........not love...not hate......just plain fondness....
and even if u drift lightyears apart....all u need to do is just close ur eyes........n see them....just a heartbeat away...