I don’t feel different, but I know I must have changed somehow. Everything around me changed so drastically.
It’s weird, and rather sad, to think about how it can never go back. Nevertheless, pouring through old pictures makes me want to cry. I miss my friends, and high school, and the family that we were. Now we’re broken and spread out, and in some cases there are gigantic holes where our friendships used to be. Of course, if things hadn’t changed, if I hadn’t lost one friend, I wouldn’t be dating someone right now.
Everything’s changing, and sometimes I think it might be too fast for me to handle. Then I remember I really have no choice.
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