A chapter.

"She has now adapted to her new surroundings. She has already forgotten about us. We were just a chapter in her life."

I sometimes find myself leaving people from my past behind. People who I haven't met in a while. Sometimes when I stumbled upon their tweets or Facebook statuses or perhaps pictures from Instagram whether on purpose or not, only then it hit me that these people are alive, breathing safe and soundly somewhere, far. Sometimes I forget that their lives are continuing normally as they did when we were near. 

As a me myself, I know that I don't get attached to new people that simple. It takes times and memories for people to grow on me. And now I must admit, that although I sometimes still feel like this new surrounding is lack of something, but I have to say that the people around are almost complete. Almost completely have a place in my heart. 

I just made myself sounded like a jerk, that I am, didn't I?

People grow. People change. People change as they grow, don't they? Don't we? 

I hate the idea of holding onto memories so long that it suffocates. Memories, something that live in the past, and will always stay where they belong most, in the past. I don't want to be someone who keeps on looking back onto those memories and keep on wishing upon the stars if only I could turn back time and relive those moments. Like I just said, people change. Those people I wish of staying where they were, are never gonna be who they were. Not anymore. 

And that is why, some people are just a chapter or a few, but never really make it to the end. Nor even halfway. Sometimes things are better left as they were. Let things flow themselves. 

I've lost two of the ever closest people to me because of such circumstance. I'm learning to let go quite well now. I pray to Allah for that you two would live life blessed by Him, amin. Take care you guys.

Lots of love.