Read an article the other day that left me pondering, have you ever had anyone told you that you’ve changed? I did recently, by a friend whom I used to be closed to. She told me that I’ve changed. She wanted to believe I have, saying that it’s the cause of us drifting apart. But I’ve always been me all these while, only we don’t speak the same language anymore. The truth is I’ve stopped sharing with her. What has changed is in fact our friendship, not me. I’m merely showing a different side of me. It has always been there, though she had never noticed. What bound us together is our past, the memories. I’m still content, though we’re on two different paths. The memories we have is enough to last me a lifetime.
As time goes by, we have to accept that people come and go, some are here to stay, and some only make brief stops, nonetheless, all leave behind memories for us to treasure time and again. Just make sure you grasp the moment, that’s all that matters.