Because you must know, that time change, people change, so you hold on to those memories, to remember and remind yourself, what it was like to be in that moment. Time slips through your fingers -like running water. You don't take things for granted just because you have it everyday, see it everyday, assume it will be there the next day just cos' it was here today.
Have you ever walked down the streets before with someone, and the second time once more, but this time, you're alone? It's like you're re-living memories, familiar streets, remembering what had happened there, thinking to yourself and smiling, but suddenly your smile falls, because you realise, you're reliving it, but alone. I didn't know it was possible, to feel a hole, as if a chunk of me was taken away from me. As dramatic as that sounds- I did feel it, the moment those doors closed before me, I was at loss. And I didn't know what was worse; knowing I wasn't strong enough, or that i'd have to be either way cos' life ain't a bed of roses and if I can't stand up on my own, who else is going to?
It's back to reality.
Back to the routine of drowning my emotions in panic and stress of uni work and assignments, hoping that amongst all this, time will fly by, just like it did all those moments ago.
I miss you,
anyeong (: