Time passes by too fast. People walk into your life and before you know it they walk out of it and there's nothing you can do about it. That's just the way it goes. There's no way you can stop them.
Nowadays we can keep in touch easily and because of the highly developed technology it's still as if you're in the same room sometimes. But the truth is that you can never really bridge that distance. Laughing together feels differently, you can not fall into each others arms for a hug or a good cry. You can not reach out your arm and touch. Not even for a second.
I had never really had a good conversation with her. She opened the door for me several times, when I went to visit a friend. I knew my friend was going to miss her, but in a weird way I was going to miss her too. Her simple presence had meant something to me.
It made me sad to meet her in the bus. She entered the bus with a bunch of suitcases. I frowned and for several minutes I stared at her luggage. Then I greeted her and asked her, dreading the answer: 'Where are you going?' She looked sad as she spoke out her words. 'I'm going back.' I felt her sadness and reflected it, frowned some more, bit on my lip and looked the other way. I couldn't think of anything positive to say. 'Too bad,' was the only thing I said.
I reached the stop where I had to get out of the bus. I wished her a pleasant trip and told her it was nice meeting her. The bus drove away, but somehow I took her with me, together with another friend of mine, who had recently left to China. She had left and I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye.
It's sad when people walk out of your life, especially when you know you will probably never see them again.
And when you know you could have spend way more time with them, but didn't because you were too busy with yourself.
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