It’s weird because she’s not too good a friend now, maybe I’m not either, we just don’t really talk, and I used to have so many butterflies in my stomache (^{and feel like crying too !}) the whole first year I knew her, now it’s all quite absurd for we both seem dead inside in each other’s company ! But I try to keep that old feeling intact at least in my memory because it made me miserable and made life beautiful at the same time. I lurve being in lurve, I miss it these days :). It’s quite easy, just takes someone you might end up not even getting along with that well eventually.