I think I expect too much from people. I want to be able to leave and things to come back and for it to be the same. It's not so much places but more people. I don't want them to change. I want to be able to talk to old friends and for me to at least sense a part of who I knew is still in there. But people change, I should know that. I don't think I'm remotely close to the same person I was in high school. I've grown up, matured and learned a lesson or two along the way.
I guess what I'm trying to say is people change and it's usually not for the best. I miss my best friend that I left behind in grade ten. It's a horrible realization what around 5 years of heavy drug-use can do to someone. It's like talking to a completely new person, someone who I have never met before. Someone I would never give the time of day to. It's unnerving how someone can fall apart like that. He can't even hold a real conversation. I will never let myself get that way. I promise myself that.
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