And it can happen so fast, and it's scary to not have any control over it. If it were a good change, I would not mind as much. But when the change involves strained relationships, things get messy. When you look back at friendships that meant so much but somehow life happened and things are not the same anymore. What used to be a refuge, an escape, ends up as a distant warm memory of better days when things were simpler. Days that I sometimes crave for.
It's almost a year since I met the people whom, little did I know at that time, would play an important role in shaping my experience in a place I never thought I would find myself at home in.
I've said this a lot. Not here, yet. But I've often said it - when friends become your family, you tend to want to hold on to them more.
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