the one who walked away

i had a funny experience.

i have a friend who walked out of my life months ago and "came back" recently.

it has been more than half a year, actually. during the first few months, i was kinda devastated. i even tried to revive the friendship we had. but i didn't try hard enough. not because i'm a bitch, but because i am a strong believer of true friendship. and true friendship, to me, means never having to walk out of each other's life no matter how ugly and sour things become.

if someone can't stand the things i do and fail to do, i let them go their merry way. i don't cling on to them and i don't beg them to stay. because there's a whole lot others who will simply let you be, who will get offended when you make harsh remarks, but will accept your apology, who will get hurt when you fail to fulfill your promise but will understand anyway.

in all honesty, i don't harbor any ill feelings when somebody walks out of me. i also do that when i begin to feel that a person is toxic. i get away. it's our right to do so. as they say, we can't choose our parents, but we can choose our friends. it's a freedom we all should take full advantage of.

i was surprised to receive a pm from her out of the blue few days ago, asking me if we are okay, telling me to put the past petty misunderstang/tampuhan/whatever behind and be good friends, just the way we were.

who am i to reject that? i was
okay and i wasn't even mad at her for ignoring me for such a long time.

maybe some friends are like that. they will distance themselves, take a space, and clear their heads. and one day, no matter how long it will take them, they'll be right back, ready to accept that you'll still be the same you--someone who may fail to keep a promise, who will be brutal and honest, and will still want to patch things up and be a friend all over again.

oh girl friends! they can be full of drama sometimes, but i really can't imagine a life without them.