I had friends till I was 20 and moved away from my city. I even had best friends. Not many, but better few and good, than the opposite. I had like 3 best friends witch I trusted and never let me down.
And one of them, well he used to call me ''his brother'', cause we saw each other every day and were practically together, wherever one went, the other followed.
When I moved, it was very hard for both of us. For like 2 years, we went one at eachother's place to spent the holidays together and besides that visited each other often.
Till I developed depression cause I couldn't fit in and couldn't find best fiends here...like i had before I moved. Then I started to see him very rarely. Then I went to Italy for like a year, then returned home. During this time, my friend came to do college in my city.
And now I get a call from him saying like: hey, I didn't knew u were still in the country, I found out from my cousin u didn't return to Italy after coming back here, how about we go hang out ?
This came just in time for me, I just ran out of persons to go out with. Hope it won't be just this one time and we'll get to see each other more often, since we're in the same city now...again. I never thought he still wanna hang out with me, since I became such a loser with no studies, job, friends, gf and life, but still, it surprised me