People come and go in our lives. That's how it works. We love them while they are with us face to face. People move. People get married. People travel. People die.
People take many different paths, in different directions, but that doesn't mean I stop caring. It just means the season has passed. Life has to move forward and we don't live close or we get busy with work or school.
I was raised to love with my whole heart. And being Italian helps also. It's a harsh reality in which other people often don't care as deeply.
I care and love so many people I have encountered in my life. And I will continue to do so even when I find out I didn't mean as much to them. In fact, I didn't mean anything to them because they can easily walk away.
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