Everything is so New. That I can bareky recognize.

New year, new people, new place, new friends, new everything and not only that. The old one goes as the new ones moved in and replace them. The old things become the past and gone forever.

The person you most treasured has become a whole new person. Other than the outlook everything is different and brand new. You thought you knew the person but maybe you don't. He don't do those things anymore. The fun, the joy, the little hobbies, movies, musics, personal jokes you two ever shared and enjoyed are gone. Forever. Those great experiences are still there but in the memory of the past. Everything you two say is " had beens". No more " will bes".

All we ever share with old good friends are memories. What about the future? It is very sad. And I felt depressed that I have to go through this over and over again with each of my old good friends. They will no longer be sharing the same dreams, jokes and life with me anymore. They are out of my life into their own.

It is just heart breaking to go through it again and again. Growing out of your high school friends and now your college friends and soon...who knows? The closer you were with them , the more painful it is. Sometimes I wonder, why others don't feel as much as I do? They just seen to be so heck care about feelings and things.

Anyway, I am glad to still own some good old friends and hope we will be truly life long friends.

My dear, it is painful and maybe I still have to let you go. I like the you you back in the past, not the new you. You maybe you but you are different inside. Values changed, life style changed and ........I can barely recognize you. It is like a whole new soul has taken over your body and walking around in it.

Or simply put, our path just crossed and separated. We are no longer those 2 little kids sitting in McD chatting about guys or those 2 crazy Online game maniac that live in the cyber cafe . The shadows of those kids are gone and walk off the pages. Those days were gone. Nice memories but kind of bitter when I think about it. Things always comes to an end may it be good or bad.

I miss you, my dear friends.