When i read my roommate's blog, one of the post provoked my thoughts on how different everyone is when the person they used to spend time with, are no longer there. Or, the person who often so contributes to leaving pieces of memories in that of the other, just go. Because life goes on at the end of the day, and we keep moving eventho we resist, we are moved by time.
I used to find it weird why people would feel a sense of loss when their friend, or basically anyone they frequent with and cherish, had to be in other place or move away. Isn't enough just for that particular person to be alive in your memory? then if the person is alive in your memory, and everywhere u go, u think of that person, you have never lost that person after all. And, if that person felt the same, both of you never lost each other as well.
But what if, the significant other felt the opposite. Frankly, my point is, keeping in touch is overrated if that "Relationship" has to be tended like a pot of flower. Nor, im comparing my friendship to a pot of cactus. Its just more meaningful if one can still find and keep pieces of the other over time even without keeping in touch.
Isn't it more valuable, when two person are able to keep each other alive in their hearts and memories, even with distance and time ? Distance and inaction, perhaps is the greatest test of friendship.
