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People come and go in life. The people who don’t mean the least to you will enter your life with agony, and leave you feeling relieved when they depart. I’m not talking about those people. I’m talking about the people who enter your life and bring you immense, intimate pleasure. These people bring you more pleasure than any sexual orgasm on earth will ever be able to achieve, and they do it with a smile. They do it with natural beauty. They do it by saying hello. They do it by just being.

And when they leave, and they will leave by force or design, the accompanying emotion brings you intense pain. The heartache, at times, feels like it’s unbearable. It’s cruel to the human spirit. But it happens, in a repetitive cycle. It’s a part of growing and a part of maturing–not just the acknowledgement of a loved one’s departure, but the recognition of time as the main element for said departure. The maturation comes from the recognition and acceptance of a departure; the growth comes from the cycle beginning again.

We are always growing, and always maturing. Even a fifty-year-old man is maturing still. He’s not immune to this cycle until his own death, and only then will it not matter to him any longer. But the cycle lives on in the hearts and souls of those that man touched emotionally. Voids in our hearts are never filled with the loss of a family member, a friend or a companion. However, our heart learns to grow gradually with the acceptance of new souls in our lives, strengthening and bettering the soul within ourselves until we eventually expire, and strenghten the souls around us.

I sometimes wonder why. Why does this happen in life? Is the meaning of life to enrich our own body, or is it to bring enrichment to others? I guess I’ll never have the answer to that, and I hope I never do, because not knowing that answer keeps me active. Not knowing the complete meaning of life gives me all the more reason to live it.