Space Between: The Continental Drift Theory

Nope, this is not a lesson on Geography and shit. 

Because, the internet is fckd up and we can’t chat properly….This post is dedicated to D–the one who always "end up being alone". D—-always the guest never the VIP.   I feel for you, eRr. I think its time that I return the favor.  NO MAN is an island, daw.

You know what, you’re not ALONE, per se. You have J. Try to remember that I’M THE SINGLE FRIEND.

I’m the third wheel.

I’m the plus one.

Hehe. It feels good actually.

Moving on. Sometimes, friendships grew apart even if you try hard to stay part of it. I guess it’s part of growing up. I guess it’s part of learning.

Based on my experience,  friends come and go. They come when you least expect it and vice versa. Friends who are real are like glue. They stick. Friends who are not fall off. 

They sometimes drift. They drift together–like the continents.

Maybe because they know where to go–they go to the same direction–opposite from where you are comfortably sitting.

Why do they drift? 3 things.

1. It’s my way or the highway.  

We no longer jive. The psychic connection has been temporarily or permanently disconnected.  We cannot agree on the same thing anymore. Hypothetically, I think it’s just adjusting to new experiences– to new realizations.

2. Issue Tissue 

There are issues waiting to surface. Yet, we supress them. We just turn a blind eye. We erase the thought of a possible fall out. We get scared of unleashing the beast. We hide the skeletons in our closet.  

3.  THE F word

Faction. Just like division, the group is cut into half–the leftist being the cause of the break up. When the group is big, this is inevitable. Take it from my experience.  

Whatever the case maybe, it’s one of these three things. It’s sad but sometimes you just have to look at it this way:

It’s better to travel alone than with a bad companion. 

It hurts when you want to cherish and preserve the friendship. But if all effort has been exhausted and all has been said and done, letting go may be the ultimate solution. 

I’ll leave you with a song from one of the favorite bands–The Dave Matthews Band:

excerpt of Space Between:

Take my handCause we’re walking out of hereRight out of hereLove is all we need dear

The space betweenWhat’s wrong and rightIs where you’ll find me hidingWaiting for you

The space betweenIn your heart and mineIs the space we’ll fill with time

The space between