Over the years, I've met so many people and had many friends. Some were little more than acquaintances while others became really close friends. A number of them drifted apart from me, and me from them. Others because its my choice to let them go for I don't feel them anyway. Some were because life is too busy to keep in touch. Then there's a few, that I don't know why we don't talk much anymore. Sheer neglect ? Outgrowing each other? Perhaps. The friendship isn't the same as what is once was...
One time when i was online on my Yahoo Messenger, a message pops in asking how am I doing? I responded I'm OK and after a few questions asking about each other there came an awkward silence, a long silence,,, to which I came up with some lame excuse saying I have to go or take a break ..At this point, it is me, who feels guilty..
Why am I writing this post? Nothin'. Just a thought...
OK. Its because I'm guilty, and sh**, I'm now missing a few of them....
/done draft 9/24/2010.
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