As I helped you carry your bags to the train station, and as we waved goodbye, knowing full well this is the last time we gaze upon each other, I felt a slight shift again, a shiver down my spine, and somehow I knew the next few chapters will be laced with what I learned from the life you lead. People walk in and out of it, yet still we endure, still we stand, taller and stronger than ever. Perhaps it is these bonds we form, ones we realise are destined to unravel. They touch us in ways nothing else can. They're fleeting, and heartache is a given, that's why their impact can knock you off your feet, much like life. It moves forward and so do we. Never the same, but always more genuinely who we truly are.
