Diary of an Abandoned #1

People really do come and go.
and the going part isn't exactly easy nor is it pleasant, but nevertheless, it happens.

that's the reason why, before this happens, you really got to make the most out of it.
I don't wanna say "enjoy it while it lasts" because it sounds really materialistic but that just summarizes the whole point of it.

Some may be very fortunate; those who go, do return. but there are those who do not, whether they choose to or circumstances demand, i cannot tell, but definitely, the latter is what's heart breaking the most.

It hurts to lose people you have grown close with because somehow, they bring with them a little part of you that can never be replaced. and whenever you look inside yourself, you see those little empty spaces that have once made you complete and you cannot help but experience that crushing feeling of missing them. But at the same time, when people leave, they bestow a part of them with you and somehow, this is what you use to patch up those empty spaces inside and these parts they leave you with, they have all sorts of shapes, sizes, colors and textures brought about by different experiences and interaction. yet, you try so hard to piece them in, to make you whole again in one way or another..


at the end of the day, when you look back, when you look inside yourself, you see the "you" like a piece of white cloth with patches from people you have stitched in place as part of your dear memory.

It may not exactly look perfect but at least you can say "my life has been colorful because of you".

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