Growing up, you will come to realize that people often come and go in your life. You find it hard to meet a real friend who is sincerely good to you, who cares for you, who understands you. When you have finally met the one you thought would never let you down, but sadly, reality hits you with a heartbreaking distance. How would you feel if you realized that you are just a passerby in the life of someone whom you favor the most?

For the last couple of months, life has been very difficult and emotionally painful for me. My heart was ripped apart and I felt that I can no longer cope with the pain. Tears roll down every now and then but I could not free myself from the pain. The stronger side of me is nowhere to be seen, so I put on a mask to hide my negative feelings. I wish to feel some love, care and dependency, but emptiness is all I end up with. I gave up on this tiring journey trying to figure out what went wrong, and this might be the best way to mend my broken soul.

As I detach myself from the heartache, I learnt that I would rather have fewer genuine friends than a group of pretentious strangers. I would rather spend time alone than pretending to be happy around people. I wonder if all of these are a part of growing up.