Everything changes. Things wear out, seasons change, systems improve... We humans are no different too. We may not admit to it, but one way or the other, we do. At least I know that I did, and it freaks me out just by noticing how much we all do.



As we grow older, we experience more. The things we see, do, listen to, the people who hurt us or pull us up when we fall down are all factors of those changes.

I agree that not all changes are equally as intimidating, but one of the scariest things that I have noticed about it is that the people who do, don't normally notice it at first. It is so often only a few months later when I look back from where I stand that I start realizing that I have changed. Many times I question those changes. "Would it have been better if I hadn't?"

A photo which you were tagged on facebook a few months ago can spark up an old memory. The card that you just dug out and re-read can make you wonder why did the person who wrote that card change so much in just such a short period of time. Since when did both of you become strangers again? Remember that incident a few years ago which bothered you so much? You cried every day. Hey! You got over it, and you started wondering when did that even happened. You didn't notice it, but you were aware that you grew out of it. You realized it after you had already changed. Remember the things you thought you'd never live without? Yeah. You survived. And look at it now! It isn't so much of a big deal anymore. Isn't it?

I know that it is a part of life that the people you know change. Normally I wouldn't be so bothered, but sometimes, those changes hurt me so much that they screamed pain every time I looked at them. Some of them involved having the person you love so much slowly drifting away from you. Some of them swore they'd never forget about you, but they did. But personally, the changes that hurt me the most are the ones which involved deliberately hurting me or the people I love just for the sake of something they think is better in store for themselves. The people whom you called good friends turned out to be fake friends. They hurt you because they craved for more attention, more power. They scar you, and the scar remained. You hated them to your guts for all the things that they made you go through, not just once, but over and over again.

But then you stop to think.

You stop hanging out with the people you swore you thought you'd never spend a day apart from. Those people who mattered so much to you just sent you a message apologizing that they have missed out so much on your life. And don't deny that you aren't guilty as well. You almost didn't notice that they have gone missing either, have you?

As I grow older, I've learned to stop taking the changes in people so personal. Remember that not all changes are bad. People leave for a reason; in the same way, they also come and stay for a reason. People change, for better or for worse. While change is inevitable on either sides, one thing you can do is to make the effort to keep the people who matter the most to you, close to you. Try not to hurt people on purpose, and ultimately, learn to let go.