At a point in life, we miss the past. Even the sufferings. Because happy memories were hidden in between. You can't just say that your whole life was a mess. Happy memories are buried because you decide to only see the pain. Like, Since I lost it, I won't feel sad thinking how happy it was I will see the pain instead and push it away. And then you even miss the pain because you know it was happy after the storm. And that time you had people to sometimes lean on and now growing up you have no one. They say you have no one when you are a mess, people are around you just in your good times. But maybe some lives are different. Some lives have people to go through pain together but when they try to find someone to celebrate with, damn! the call list goes empty and you realize it's just you and you. Or if I want to add some cliche, it's you and your loneliness. No one is a born loner. It starts with small social anxieties, and then you need space from people. After a while you realize, fuck! I wanted space they just abandoned me. And the more dramatic it sounds that's how the world works. Crueler and loner. We just survive and learn to be happy on our own. Life is full of lessons but the most important lesson is 𝕊𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕪 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕨𝕟
We don't lose friends because of distance, It's the loss of communication.