We can't always hope that friendships remain the same. Yet, we can hope those whom we treasure will continue to treasure us - despite our weaknesses.
Simple with word; difficult with deeds.
I was blog surfing while taking some rest from assignments, and I read friends whom I were close to. Recalling the memories and laughters we had together, I realized how far we've drifted apart.
Not that I do not care for them anymore, it's just things have changed - for the better, if I choose to be optimistic.
For some, we drifted apart because of major differences between us. We realized that the best for both parties was to stay distant, and let our differences silent to nothing. Yet, usually, such an action would lead to more differences.
For some, we drifted apart because I wasn't comfortable with their coming-too-close. Although it is great to know that people care for me, but when they begin asking questions that are none-of-their-business and cause me uncomfortableness, I would immediately - automatically - back off and raise a stop sign to hinder the relationship from continuing. Call me selfish, foolish, whatever; it's my defense mechanism.
For some, we drifted apart because of our dreams. We want to pursue what we dream for, and that caused us our friendship. But I supposed this is okay, because at the end of the day, when we meet, we could forge our relationship again.
For some, tolerance has been a great part for me. I tried very hard to tolerate the opposite party's behavior, thinking that this friend will be worth my time. Yet, I do admit that I have a tolerance limit. Once it's up, it's up. Bang, and the friendship ends.
For some, their weaknesses became my weaknesses. I was weakened terribly, and when I realized it, I had to pick myself up. In the process of doing so, I hurt more. I, then, realized that I have to be strong, and at the end of the day, nobody will stand by me to encourage me. And I need my strength to push me further. I cannot use my strength on others, else I myself be toppled.
I guess friendships have their own ways of saying goodbye and hello.
1 comment:
I miss those funny smsing times..
Being far away its closer than to be near..
such a sad thing that we need to leave or move after some time..
Appreciate those times.. At least we met before we enter the busy college life... haha:)
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