Drifting. Away.

"Magsasawa rin yan."
"I know. Kilala ko yan. It's another phase. Happens all the time."
"Kaya nga mas gusto ko na mag-isa na lang lagi eh."

"Alam mo, nakakapagod na magtampo."

That last line courtesy of a close friend. Every year, at least one of our conversations would consist of that line. Because it always applied to us and a bunch of people, hahaha.

Now, I'm pretty much used to it already. Hence the first quotes above.

My last brooding episode was pretty trivial, I admit, and it was also partly my fault, as I had admitted it to that particular friend.

It's tough when friends drift apart. But it can't be avoided. Everything changes, right? The tough part of all of this is when you don't feel that close to them anymore.

I have friends who, even though we haven't seen or talked to each other in ages, act as if no such time had passed. As if we had only seen each other a couple of days ago. The bond is still there.

There are others that are the complete opposite. When you get together after quite some time, it seems that all you can afford to do is do small talk. There's nothing left to talk about after that.

A close friend admitted that to me about another close friend of ours. He said that he ran into our other friend, but it felt completely different. Small talk, weird efforts to quip, then... dead air and our good ol' pal suddenly leaves, with a new posse in tow. See ya. *sigh*

But to quote an advice written as a comment in one of my previous blog entries, "Just be thankful for the time that you were friends... sometimes that's just the way it is."

I wonder how a couple of reunions I'm looking forward to will be like.

To those friends I had in mind that had inspired this entry, mahal na mahal ko pa rin kayo.

Oh, the thinks you can think... at 2 in the morning, hahaha.