When strangers are better than friends

Yesterday, we were strangers.

Today, we are strange friends!

I am missing my friends. A HEAP! …I am missing one, in particular. I miss squandering time talking nonsense and filling the air with laughters. I miss making stupid and reckless decisions running away from reality. I miss sharing happiness and sadness with you as you share your happiness and sadness with me. I miss us, sharing our dreams and dreaming together. I guess growing up cost a lot. And it costs you. That is when strangers are better than friends.