wat’s the value of friendship, really?

does distance, in time and space, really make the heart grow fonder? or is it just empty space the brain needs clearing? maybe it’s my bipolar acting up, maybe just hormones… but i’m begining to feel exactly what i anticipated mentally but not emotionally, about a lot of people once highly regarded as dear friends.

so exactly, who are these people? and why do they own such a place in my heart? well, i guess since we grew up within each other, and mature alongside each other. since i thought we rubbed off on each other so much we become great influences in our lives. or so i thought.

it’s not that i had just started obssessing this thought though. it’s been a nagging pain that was screaming my attention ever since, well ever since,  Vanora. i wondered who really cared? who were the truer friends?

it’s when great milestones of their lives started drawing closer and even reached, and i, being away and uninformed, find out from people further off, well to say the least, i’m hurt.

maybe it is just me. certainly a normal person with normal lifestyles would not need Kleenexes so often, would they? or have friends just decided to move on, since they presume i can’t relate to them anymore. i am a mom, after all.

i guess wat i really wanna say is i miss those times, the awesome foursome, the three-O and so many other fantastic groups that were a part of my life. that’s all. anyways to all u people out there with great friendships, live it to the full. then if they disappear and u realise that "friends forever" might not be forever, you have no regrets.

and to all those who think this article applies to them, then i apologise for making this public. but there is probably no other way to truly get to you all. luv u guys.

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