I grew up an extrovert. Say I’m afraid to do things alone without people’s support. So I always need to keep close friends by my side to cheer me every now and then. But it doesn’t work that way all the time.
Then I learned to do things my own. That’s when I had to study away from home, away from friends I’ve been close with since childhood. I felt that as my world gets broader we were slowly drifting apart, we no longer get along like before.
Somewhere in my teenage life, I finally met my long time friends. Those who communicate despite distance, those who understand my issues by just hearing how my voice sounds like, those who can see through my FB posts and statuses. And those that never forget how valuable our friendship is.
I’ve been with many people, but there are just only few people whom I consider true to me that could stay through lifetime.
They are just somewhere. And they know who they are. 🙂
This post was written in response to Blogging University’s Daily Prompts Imaginary Friend: Many of us had imaginary friends as young children. If your imaginary friend grew up alongside you, what would his/her/its life be like today? (Didn’t have one? write about a non-imaginary friend you haven’t seen since childhood.)