10 years
Life is a breath of air; today we are here, and when we realise it, it has already passed.
One day, you wake up and realise that 10 years have passed, and you no longer recognise the person you were yesterday.
Things change, and the people around you change.
What remains are the memories, the affection, the longing.
The longing for who I once was.
The longing for a time that has passed, when I knew I was happy, and I keep those memories in my heart today.
And I wonder, is the feeling the same?
Do the people who lived those moments with me feel the same?
I want to imagine that they do, that they look at the photos and remember who I was, but that they know I am no longer the same person.
That is beyond my control, but I like to think that it is so.
Just as I think of them fondly and know that I want them by my side, I also know that they are not the same people either.
Life changes, time passes, and before you know it, 10 years have gone by.
