I've come to realize just how sad it is, and makes me, when I look back at past friends. At how and why they were lost. How important they were for those years, and over stupid things really, they are now gone.
Forever into the abyss that is known as the past.
Depressing, really when you think about it. Someone who was at one point in time, THE most important thing in the world. At least, in your eyes. Or I should say mine. My life. Not a day goes by, I don't think of you.
Do you think of me too? In a way, I hope so. In another, I pray you don't. Why? Because I would never ever wish upon you this sadness that comes with realizing how horrible things came to an end.
All because you felt you just didn't know me anymore. Didn't understand. Couldn't. But did you try?
No.
Time is never ending, despite it ends for each and every one of us individually. So of course, things and people are changing. Deep down, I'm still the same person. The one you used to confide in above all else.
Share your fears, hopes and dreams, late at night when you just couldn't fall asleep, or vice versa. We shared a lot. And now, it's gone. For what?
You tell me. Oh wait, that's right.. you can't tell me. I wonder if we'll ever meet again. I hope so. For being such an important part of my past, I only pray, you'd at least be a small if not larger part of my future.
-Khai
