There something about today that makes me stumbles upon people from my past…
Kind of funny, coz the least you thot about them, the more they draw closer to you…in thot maybe…
The more you try to forget, the more vivid it becomes…
Nope...I dun hate them…I never intended to totally shut them out of my life…at least that was wat I thot when I closed the past behind..sumday we will reconcile back everything…but I never really want dat sumday to happen…
Only sumtimes, when u feels no longer “comfortable” from the people from your past…you tend to take yourself away…too faraway that you lost track of your way back to them…sad…some people can never really change…it skinned them to death…sad…sum stories remain never end…sad…when we have to face reality…sad when the truth hurt..sad..sum ppl can never be called family…
However…people from my past that I stumble upon for the pass few days are long lost frens, noncontact able frens ( residing in the zone of nowhere) , frens who are drown so much in the corporate world and busy life, frens who has been indulging too much on parenthood dat they tend to forget sum frens who have no common possession like them, or fren dat suddenly appear to ring the wedding bells ( nice wedding card this day huh?) , frens who I thot will never meet again etc etc…none from the “comfortable” zone person..
Weird how today I thought a lot about them…
How are they doing? Are they happy with their life? Do they have their own family? What would I say if we meet again? Will I still look at them they way I used too look at? Will they still remember what we used to chat? Etc etc….sumtimes I miss them the most + sumtimes I just dun…I guess it’s better to keep distance this way…
One thing for sure, my Dear Husband has always been in my past, presence and Insya-Allah in futures to come…
