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Lately I have been thinking about friendships with members of the opposite gender. Reflecting on the past, I have had a fairly good amount to different degrees. Some were intense, some were flirtatious, some were like family and others were meaningless. For almost as long as I could remember, I have gotten along with girls better than with guys. It was a bit of a problem in my younger years though as I had been infatuated with many many girls. When I think about it, almost all of the friendships that I've had with girls have dissipated and meant very little at the end. Can guys and girls really be good or close friends for a long period of time? What happens when one of them meets somebody they like, does it change that friendship at all? What about if the man or woman has feelings for the other but know that they will not be reciprocated? It's all strange to me.

If there is one thing I hate, it's losing a friend; be it male or female. Especially in the last few years, I avoid befriending somebody if I wouldn't hope for them to be in my life indefinitely, even if the friendship was as trivial as a Facebook friendship. It's said that people are like seasons, they come and go but I detest that mentality; it's one reason why I somewhat long to have been alive in a different time.

As a Muslim, it can be difficult to justify close friendships with females as it often leads to more than just friendship but I've never wanted to be one of those guys who is clueless about women. I know so many guys who just do not know how to interact with women or are extremely awkward or shy around them. Having a better understanding of the female psychique is important to me as I don't (eventually) want to get married not be ignorant.

I don't know why this has all come to my mind. Just another one of those meaningless and random thoughts.

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