We Learn.
"It's inevitable." He woefully muttered. It's been a while since we ate at this diner. And it almost felt foreign when we stepped inside.
"What?" I asked.
"Getting abandoned by someone you unquestionably thought won't." As he carelessly spin his fork around his plate of pasta.
It's the first time I saw loneliness in his eyes. For three years that we've been friends, all he showed me was his jolliness, how he makes every dull moment sprout into a tree of laughter in just a matter of seconds. Always finding a way to make everyone smile.
But right now, after he said that sentence, it felt different. It's like he showed me a version of himself from an alternate universe.
"What's worse is, you don't even know why. It's like they handed you a blank piece of paper with the word ‘goodbye’ in it. But instead of a period, preceded it with a comma. Then they're gone." He continued slowly, staring at his glass of water instead of looking at his still spinning fork.
"But it doesn't really matter," he immediately added. This time I saw his eyes turned a little misty. "because who are we kidding? People will come, and some people who goes, doesn't just leave. They also leave memories, yet we treat each other like total strangers."
Right there he unknowingly taught me something. In exchange for the people we lose, we learn.