The question by the end is a hard one. But for the sake of friendship, I say the people who left, especially when they were the ones who decided to leave, without reason, without traces, still while we love them. The fleeting nature of life is a bittersweet feeling, isn't it? The people, the scent, the season, and the ideas...these are all fleeting and we only have the present. Such a lovely narrative you had and I commend your confession. You are honest enough, anniesty. May the season of Christmas heal the wounds and start to ignite hope for the next year to bear.