When the difference prevails itself.

At some point in life, change can be a really great accomplishment and feeling. And sometimes, it just isn't. Well no, not to me. I don't like change, not on this issue at least.

Ever heard of the saying, 'Friends come and go, but family forever stays' or something like that?
That's just the thing, i don't want my friends to walk in my life, leave a trademark on my heart and just walk away like nothing happened. It might not matter to them, but it sure as hell does to me.

I had my fair share of friends who so happen to want to be friend and the next thing i realized is that the only reason they wanted to befriend me in the first place was to hook up with me. Well, knowing better, i didn't fall for it. But when i rejected to be their other half, something about them changed.

The way they text message me, the way they treat me at school, they way they were so eager to see me. It has all changed. I'm not sure it is for the best, cause' i certainly am not liking this.
I miss it, you know. I miss it when he would treat me like i really meant something to him. I miss it when he'd care enough to text message me on a daily basis. I miss it when he'd ask to me stay back with him. Yeah, i miss a whole lot of things.

I'm pondering on things to go back to the way they were; the good times.
Sigh.