“I think it happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. And so you keep the wonderful memories but find yourself moving on. It’s perfectly normal.”
— Nicholas Sparks (True Believer)


words,actions, words.
there are many ways to saying something,doing something.
likewise there are many ways to comprehending things.

sometimes people make things seem like it doesn't matter not cause it doesn't matter,
but cause they are too afraid to show it.
cause that's like saying "there's the hole in my wall"

still, you choose what you wanna see,
you decide what you wanna believe.
even if it is made obvious,
your intentions would not with all entirety be translated to the other party the way you want it to be.

"busy" somehow becomes a good excuse, a good assumption at times to cover up for negligence, laziness.
yes the whole world might think that you are busy,
but the ones who you matter to, overlooks it and try to get to you anyway.

the first "whatever", the first season of silence,
a relationship usually ends way before it actually ends.

expectations overtime wean,
hope dies off,
and as hard as it seems,
a one-man show would eventually end as the last of the audience take his/her leave.
and when the curtains call,
all that's left behind are simply "was" and "were"s,
memories,yeap, memories.
♥ 9:05 PM