Note.

I remember who sat with me in the dirt during the storm.

I remember who reciprocated my love and efforts.

I remember who showed their love, not just speak it.

I remember who was there for me.

…..

Also, Instagram doesn’t mean shit.

I’m extremely flaky there.

I follow people because I like their work.

I know them from quite sometime now.

I don’t know anyone personally though to call them my friends.

I do like them and everyone in my community from a distance, yes.

Everyone are like my friends from a distance.

……

But I cannot talk to everyone on a personal level.

It’s not humanly possible.

Maybe not even the people I follow.

I don’t know.

Some of them are quite intimidating.

So I like them from far.