I hate changes. How could somebody change so drastically? if it is part of growing up, then I never wanna grow up. sometimes I wonder if the current you, is the real you, and just that I'm slowly getting to see your true colours, OR that you've changed. so much. but whatever it is, I choose believe that you've changed. so in this way, the impression I've of you in the beginning is still a good one. Changes made me lose my ex lover, my ex best friend, and now, someone who I thought was the sweetest friend I've had. Do they even know they've changed and that the changes in them not only changes them and also affects the people who cares about them?
Memories are the only things that don't change when everybody else does