ok once again i read this:

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"You've had this special times with your brother, and you no longer have what you had with him. You want them back. You never want them to stop. But that's part of being human. Stop, renew, stop, renew."

I looked at him. I saw all the death in the world. I felt helpless.

"You'll find a way back to your brother," Morrie said.

How do you know?

Morrie smiled. "You found me, didn't you?"

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sometimes i think this is the special thing about relationships. you lose them, you find them, then you lose them again. it's ironic how so many fleeting people come and go in your lifetime that it's hard to keep track of all of them. sometimes so hard, you don't even bother.

but the specials ones will always be held close to your heart. wordless communications and occasional meet-ups, real talks and comfortable silences. that's real food for the soul.

these people are hard to come by, but once they come, they're here to stay, deeply entrenched into the very fibres of your being.

i want to face this problem head-on because i treasure you and i miss talking to you. but you always seem too eager to flee at the sight of my shadow. can we please stop this because it's just not right. i doubt you'll read this anyway.

-come back, because I never realised-