Spirits of the past

I think it is really sad how we get close to people only to separate from them later on. We get into arguments, find it hard to understand each other, our life roads diverge - and there, we never see or talk to the person ever again.

Ok, there are betrayals and there are cases when you don't see the real face of the person right away. And yes, of course there are those situations, when you just get bored with each other. But what about the rest? What if you stop talking to someone, but you really miss them? You get hurt, you get angry, but if even months after that you still miss their friendship, why do you have to keep forcing the isolation on yourself?

I do not see why relationships with other people have to be in black and white: either we get along most of the time or we should just stop communicating as a whole. What if there is this gray middle: we don't get along quite often, but we feel sad and lost when separated?

You cannot bend all your relationships to follow one law, just like you cannot grow all plants with the same amount of water and sun: there are sunflowers and then there are mosses, there are cacti and then there are water lilies. Maybe with some people we are just like cacti and water: we dry out without them and we deteriorate in the excess of their presence.