Change. Change is good, right? Maybe, but not always. Some changes bring goodness in life while some, well they just don't. They tend to hurt instead.
It's been different since, when you decided to distance yourself from us, the wrong sort, the image wrongly perceived by the other. At first it was subtle but now it's visible to see that you have changed, for the worse. It breaks my heart seeing you this way, even more seeing the condition between us. You may not care like you once did but we, well, I still do. I miss the old you, crazy, fun and caring. Now it seems like you're just a stranger who happened to stroll by and said "Hi". Awkwardness in our conversations, hidden truths and secrets you kept from being exposed to those you once called friends.
Come back. Although I may the only one who says it out loud, I know for sure that they feel the same way as I do, it's just unspoken of.
Sometimes it's easier pretending that nothing happened and it doesn't hurt but when truth is that is does hurt, inside. But it doesn't always work, pretending. No matter how far you run, you can't keep on running forever. The truth will come back to you, find you, one way or another. Sigh..
Maybe I'm just being too sensitive.
It's been different since, when you decided to distance yourself from us, the wrong sort, the image wrongly perceived by the other. At first it was subtle but now it's visible to see that you have changed, for the worse. It breaks my heart seeing you this way, even more seeing the condition between us. You may not care like you once did but we, well, I still do. I miss the old you, crazy, fun and caring. Now it seems like you're just a stranger who happened to stroll by and said "Hi". Awkwardness in our conversations, hidden truths and secrets you kept from being exposed to those you once called friends.
Come back. Although I may the only one who says it out loud, I know for sure that they feel the same way as I do, it's just unspoken of.
Sometimes it's easier pretending that nothing happened and it doesn't hurt but when truth is that is does hurt, inside. But it doesn't always work, pretending. No matter how far you run, you can't keep on running forever. The truth will come back to you, find you, one way or another. Sigh..
Maybe I'm just being too sensitive.
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