Dahil ano pa ba ang maaari nating panghawakan
Kung hindi ang mga taon, mga tao, mga pagkakataon
Na pinagsamahan, na nakasama,
Na pinagdaanan ng sama-sama.
At sa hindi naiwasang paglisan,
Bibilangin sa kamay ang panahong magdadaan.
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From being scraggy, scraggly high schoolers to being confused yet resolute semi-adults, we have been with each other through the years and have been so used to each other's presence that I, for myself, didn't bother to connect to new people when we separated for college... because I know I have these guys, and they have me. I therefore find it hard to wrap my mind around the idea that one of us will not be as easily reached as always, that he won't be with us during our dinners, our movie night-outs, our out-of-town trips.
Because this is what having your closest friends within one-to-two-kilometer radius of where you live makes you get used to--a sense of constancy, of dependence, of familiarity, of indifference to the changes outside.
And yet, this is a change that takes place within, so how do we deal? Maybe we shouldn't. Maybe we don't need to. Because what's a handful of years and twelve thousand kilometers, compared to every little and big thing that held us together?
And yes, this is me wishing. This is me hoping. This is me willing the universe to make it so.
