Sometimes I find myself questioning things, and I realize that when people say there is “no reason,” it doesn’t always mean the reason isn’t there. Often, it means the reason lives somewhere beyond words. Not everything we feel or choose can be explained out loud, because some meanings are too layered, too emotional, or not yet understood even by the person holding them. In those moments, silence becomes the answer, not because it is empty, but because it carries something that hasn’t found its language yet. Even when a reason is unspoken, it still exists, shaped by feeling, instinct, and experience, holding meaning long before it can ever be explained.

Even tho I really believe in destiny & fate. But maybe, there's nothing called "meant to" in relationships & friendships. You're obviously "meant to" meet with certain people throughout your life, but the lasting of that relationship or friendship depends on the EFFORTS from both sides.