Empty

I read this quote quite some time ago and it’s stuck with me ever since. I had been pondering the meanings and workings of  people and friendships too much at the time and it’s odd how this just happened to pop up. Do others feel like this when they realise certain truths?

“I didn’t realise that you can’t make old friends, that you can only lose them, and that in losing them you walk around with a void inside that you can never adequately explain.“

- Beth Kephart (Into the Tangle of Friendship)