The most painful feeling is when the person we made memories with are now just a memory but it’s up to us the share those memories we only get older if we stop living so live and tell people the stories.
I often ask mie friends, “ Are you okay?” Because for me “are you okay” can mean a lot of things like: Are you okay? I’m here to listen you. Are you okay, because I care for you. Are you okay, Because I Love you. Are you okay??