Friendships Like These

I was chatting with my BFM earlier. He’s had an emotional year but he still looked at it in a positive light. I remarked how mature he’d become because he thought the fallout he’d had with that girl was a good thing. It made him realize that she hadn’t been a good friend in the first place.

BFM: tayo, nag-away tayo but we became more ok after
(you and I, we fought but we became more okay after)
BFM: friendships like these are the ones worth keeping
Me: naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaks hallmark moment
(awwwwwwww, hallmark moment!)
BFM: don’t you agree?
Me: Yessir!

I admit that having a best friend in another country can be really difficult. Because of the difference in time zones, in places, in culture, we aren’t the same kind of friends we were before just like how we aren’t the same people. There’s been a good amount of drifting apart, naturally, but our friendship isn’t the type that snaps easily. It stretches apart, yes, but it draws back together too.

Also, the Internet helps. MUCHLY.

I’m totally being mushy right now. I’m grateful for the friends I have, here and elsewhere. They’re all really awesome and worth fighting to keep.