The best life lessons come from experience. I remember how we ended our friendship. We took a tour of Piada; we sat at a table near the window. We both apologized for everything and anything. He had said that we could still be friends but our friendship would never be the same. I remember looking out the window trying not to cry. Let's be honest, no one ever stays friends after having a huge argument. Now that I look back, I wonder why I ever cried for her. I have a better outlook on life since I know who I really am. Overall, I wouldn't trade this experience for a better one due to its maturity