Someone in my stream said she misses people she barely knows. Which made me write this. I miss people who are more or less not strangers to me. Whom I in generally know.

It might be a banality, but I do realize that I do not really miss exactly them. I miss the idea, the concept of a someone, they could possibly be, but they aren’t, or decided to not be, or was unable to be, they are not. Otherwise I would not miss them.

Because they would be around. (:

բնօրինակ սփիւռքում(եւ մեկնաբանութիւննե՞ր)