Missing them...

I miss a lot of people lately. Maybe because it's Christmas. Maybe because a lot of things reminds me of them. Or maybe because I simply love them that much to ever forget.

I miss the laughter, the tears, the arguments, the misunderstandings...I miss every moment I spent with them. To say that they have been a part of my life is an understatement. Their presence in my life made me the person that I am. They will always be a part of what I am.

They were my ates, my kuyas, my sisters, my friends, my foster parents...we were classmates, colleagues, friends and siblings...They had been my family.

Sometimes i cry whenever i am reminded of the possibility that I might not see them again and they would forget about me as time passes by. They have their own lives now and soon I will also have mine. I might go to a far away land just as they did and we will only be linked by a single place that had once been part of lives.

We may return to the same place but, will the connection still be there? Maybe yes and maybe no.

Everything changes, nothing is permanent. But should friendship suffer the same change also? I hope not. I had learned to love them as much as I love my own brother. Maybe sometimes they hurt me, sometimes they can be really irritating but I love them all the same.

The little family I had grown to love is slowly leaving. The people that I had shared the past years of my life with is already drifting away, trying to find their own place in this world. I wouldn't stop them and I will never try.

I am slowly losing contact of those who left and those who remained behind will also be leaving soon. That would hurt and I will miss them a lot. I spent more time with them that I spent with my family.

But then, life has always been designed this way. I can only hope that our friendship is strong enough to withstand the distance and time.

I will always be missing them...
I will always remember, even if they won't.