Broken Pattern

It takes getting away to realize what you’ve left behind. We tend to hear this a lot when we talk about people passing away; how we never got to know them or how you wished you told them something or had that one conversation you never got around to. But this is the light version.
When you go on vacation, you realize what you miss the most, which in turn let’s you know what’s most important to you. The time away from certain friends and people made me realize that I love them, even though I wasn’t with them or in communication with them. In fact, that’s how I realized.
There was something missing; my life was incomplete. When I thought about them, I was happier. When I talked with other people the way I talk with them, something came back. When I listened to what they had given me, it was almost like they were there, next to me, speaking to me through different means.
Only during these past two weeks have I realized how hard it’s going to be to get away from it all. Usually it’s no big problem, because I know that everything will be waiting for me when I get back. But soon, it won’t be just me leaving, a lot of people are gonna start to disperse, and not all of us are going to come back, especially at the same time. It’s nice to know that what we’ve had and shared can never be taken away, and that as long as there’s a will, there’ll be a way for us to stay together.