Even if we could go back to the past, we could never go back to how things were back then!

　　Days have passed, and it's been a while since I posted anything new. I have to admit, staying home for longer periods really gets boring. Sometimes I wonder, when will I be able to pursue the kind of life I want?
　　A few days ago, a friend of mine returned from afar, of course, because of a family member's passing. During her stay, one morning I happened to be returning from buying breakfast on the street, and she was also on the street. She saw me, but I didn't see her; she greeted me and called my name, which I found a bit unbelievable. After what happened before, she actually greeted me? Yes, this friend is the one I mentioned before who complained that I didn't celebrate her birthday with her. The night before she left, she unexpectedly came to my house to chat, which was surprising.
　　During our conversation, we talked about her life far away, my health and my 20th birthday this year, and also about another friend of mine. That friend is older than both of us and is currently staying at home.
　　Of course, she mostly talked, and I listened; I only occasionally chimed in with a word or two. I have to admit, since what happened before, it's impossible for me to be completely unguarded around her; a rift has long since formed in our friendship. But she doesn't bring up those past events, and I can only pretend nothing happened, remaining indifferent in my interactions with her.
　　I've thought about it, and I guess that's how our friendship is going to be. No matter what, a broken relationship is a broken relationship. Even if we could go back to the past, we could never go back to how things were before.
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　　(The End)