What makes us girls...

There was a time when, no matter what others said, we had so much fun. We didn't care about consequences, about what was going to happen. Our teacher even said that we would never make it. That was, let's say, the first part of a long journey.
I remember that, one night, a friend called me to pick up my best friend. She was at some party and I couldn't go that time. When I got there she was sitting in front of the house, waiting and you could see she had a few more beers than she should have. I helped her to get in the car.
- I can't tell how much I hate those guys, she said. I just wanted to stay a little longer. What's wrong with that? She was serious, but she sounded so funny, barely being able to keep her head up. So I tried not to make fun of her.
- I know. I know. They don't know what they lost.
- Exactly. I mean...I could go that way all night and...dance...I like to dance...
She wasn't coherent anymore, so the rest of the conversation wasn't something that I could remember. I took her up in our room and she continued speaking even after that. I put her in bed.
- I think I am just gonna go back and tell them that they were jealous of my dance. Yeah, that's what I am gonna do.
But she didn't. She fell asleep immediately and that was just one night in college. That was how we took care of each other. It was nice. Everytime one was in trouble, the other was ready to get her out of there. Of course there were times when we both did the same mistake, but that was even funnier.
After that we grew up and each other became a thing or another, focused ourselves on something else. And here came the second part in our lives, when you realise what it is good for you. What you really want.
She had a nice house, a husband and a baby coming. I had my dream job and a boyfriend. We changed so much and we weren't the same girls from college.
- So, when are you leaving? she asked surprised.
- In two days.
- And for how much?
- I don't know. It could be a year, two or maybe more.
After that was a moment of silence. I knew that day had to come, but I din't know it would be like that.
- But you are expecting a baby. I am having my dream come true. We did our best, don't you think?
- I know, but we were a great team.
- I know. And I hugged her. I didn't want to cry, but nothing was gonna be the same. But don't worry, we will talk.
And we did. For a while. But then we got busy, it wasn't like you see that person at least once a week or you can call her everyday. And then there came a time when we didn't talk in months.
After a few years I came back for a vist and I ran into her. It was nice to see how much we changed again. This was the last part of this journey. I realised how we are the result of our choices. How some things are meant to be and others not.
I saw then why we don't stay together. We are cursed to find that one thing that we would die for, even if it is a dream, love or job and let it kills us because this is what makes us girls...