People change. People evolve and move on to whichever stage of their lives they chose to be in.
The one who is here but isn’t is a different kind of hurt, because you haven’t really lost him or her but there’s that slight possibility that eventually you will.
It’s the person who you can feel drifting away right in front of you. It’s the anticipation that hurts; the not knowing when he or she will go away and when things will forever change.
It’s the thinking back on how things used to be, how they are right now and how it all might disappear.
People say you don’t know what you have until you lose it. The one who isn’t here makes you realize what you have and how you are slowly, day by day, losing it.
عبد الرحمن السعدي -رحمه الله
Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.