By yirkahr on Skatehive
You're leaving, and I still haven't fully processed it. Perhaps because true friendship builds such an intimate space that it's hard to believe someone could ever leave it forever. I remember when it all began: that moment when two strangers decided to become strangers. Then came the conversations that didn't need a clock, the silences that didn't need to be filled, the laughter that seemed to stop time. We built a small but unique world, made of knowing glances and shared experiences. Now that you're leaving, I understand that friends don't just occupy a place in our lives: they create it. There are territories of the soul that only they know how to inhabit. And when they leave, they don't take memories with them; they take a part of who we were with them. But I also understand that distance is a test, not a sentence. True friends aren't measured by physical proximity but by their enduring presence in that intangible thing we call the heart. You'll always be in the songs we listened t