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It was a huge irony — the girl surrounded with friends in the past suddenly felt all alone.
The one who once held the sky together with her was gone, and now the sky’s falling. Reduced to sitting in a toilet cubicle as she lets the tears spill across her arms while stuffing the wad of tissues against her mouth as though she wished to suffocate herself, was this how lost felt? If it was, she haven’t felt it in a long while then. There was always somebody to keep that at bay.
Friendships are such fragile foundations we base each other on because slowly, we let mistrust eat at us till it becomes a hollow void. The feeling of being lost is painful when you had nobody to walk with from the start. Being lost after losing a friend however, brings pain to a whole new level.
Somebody once told me a friend who cannot forgive you for your mistakes is not your real friend. I wanted to believe that, I really do.
” There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature. ” – Northanger Abbey, Jane Austen
It is neither in my nor your nature too.