Sometimes I wonder why we never cease to exist in
someone's life. What makes you so important to
them or vice versa. Like why do we need to appear
to be there for them when they don't really need
us? Or like why, when things start to become dim they
start to look for the light, crawling and being
apologetic when you know it's supposed to be over?
We often kept brooding over the
fact that things change, people change. You grow
older, mature and eventually, your circle of friends
change too. Being a cancerian is tough too, considering
that we like the past so much that we keep on hoping
things will stay that way.
Hah. It's like a furniture being covered with a layer
of varnish.
That's all.
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