somehow people change subconsciously over time. it didn't matter if they denied your existence when you're in fact already part of their life. but when you left, there were pieces of you that stayed with that person, with or without them admitting it. your hobby maybe, or your style of clothing, or even the phrases you often use ..
as uninvolved as i used to feel, as rejected as i was, i noticed signs of me being adapted n accepted unconsciously into part of him.
before i caused any misunderstanding, i ain't the type that regret over the choices that i made. Humans simply fascinate me, n experiences build me. =3for the memories that i possessed, thrill of gratitude filled me. i thank god for the people that stopped by to sprinkle their magic dusts, making my experiences unique, making me who I am.
just as a Wise Person once told me: hang on during difficult times, for when you look back at your life, you'll find it more colourful than it originally is, all because of the people n experiences that you had is Nonexchangeable.