What really hurts is not the loss of friendship, but the loss of intimacy. The ability to walk into your best friend’s room at a moment’s notice, the roar of laughter in the room next door when you return from your classes. The spontaneous eruption of joy and tears over a few drinks you smuggled into the hostel from the prying eyes of the guards. As you grow older and friendships yonder, you miss not a time long lost, you miss the shared experience of it all. Our digital existence can never fill...