As I sit down to write this, there is a lump in my throat and my head feels giddy with the whirlpool of emotions and memories that have suddenly stirred up inside me. It is probably because this happened without any provocation, or maybe just a little.
But don’t get me wrong. This is not about a heartbreak, rather it is about love. And not just the romantic sort of love but the kind of love that is universal- one that you can share with your family, friends and even strangers.
Now what sent me spiraling down this rabbit hole? An early morning short conversation (only 5 messages between us, really) with a (used-to-be) friend that made me realise that there are some things than can never be forgotten. In this age of #BFF #SquadGoals, we often forget that not all relations last forever. And THAT necessarily is not a bad thing.
Sometimes we make friends with people who are there to guide us and turn us into a better version of ourselves. And maybe that is the role they are supposed to play in our lives. You know how it is- when there is no more space to grow together, you only grow apart. Funny, isn’t it? No matter how hard you try, these are times when the glue of your friendship is just not enough to hold you together.
And it doesn’t have to be a friendship that only creates meaning in your life. How about that Facebook friend that you shared all your jokes with? The friendship whose distance increased proportionally to the number of memes flooding your News Feed?
But I guess that is exactly what my point is, sometimes people just drift apart when they grow in different directions. Sometimes that end is bitter, sometimes it becomes just the annual ritual of wishing birthdays and main holidays, and sometimes, no words are said…
That is just what life is. I mean, god knows. I have tried to rekindle certain friendships and relations with family members hoping to breathe a new life into them. However, some things are just not meant to be. And this is what I did realise today, some kinds of love are like chapters in your life so it is not possible that they dictate the whole theme of the story of your life.
You let them in when they arrive and let them go when they leave. And it does not always have to be bitter when you bump into them next- you can simply feel a lot of warmth take over your heart which might be accompanied by a pinch of sadness sometimes.
But hey, time heals everything they say and that is a good thing. Because what remains then are just happy memories of the person you love(d) who stopped by, even if didn’t last a lifetime.