I realize how much everything has changed. How much I’ve changed. It’s nostalgic. I’m writing this thing listening to this song, and thinking about a very good friend of mine. She was in love with this song so much, she even knows to play this using a guitar. We used to hang out everyday in grade 6. We lost our closeness when we entered high school.
I guess things are supposed to be that way right? Different people weave in and out of your life, leaving these footprints we call memories and teaching us something new. Some stay longer than others, and others may even stay forever.
I wonder why that happens…why certain people stay and others leave. It kind of bugs me sometimes when I realize that I’ve done the same. I enter people’s lives and then within the next couple of months, I disappear. We might see each other but the connection is lost, or maybe it’s just weak.
Does that work with people we smile at when we walk down the street? Is the human connection weak or not? Maybe it’s us. Maybe it’s the way we think, “I’ve grown up”, or “I have different tastes in ____”. Nothing’s static but that’s not what I want. Change is good, but how much change is what determines the longevity of a connection.
I wonder if a severed connection affects both ends of the connection. Would they feel the weakened connection? Would they feel uncomfortable? I guess it would depend on how strong the connection is. Or it could be how aware we are of the connection.
Does solitude also affect the connection? If a person spends much of their time alone, would they be able to feel the connection more or less? It could go either way, but how would it feel?
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