Time flies.
As time goes by, many things happen with it. Good or bad, euphoric or traumatic. These things brought changes. Even ones we never imagined before. Ironically, change is the only thing constant in this world.

Not only things change, but those who we know. People.
You never know when you try to reach out to a good old friend whose accompany you always enjoy, who you got each others' back; only to find them acting as if those times weren't there. That you are nothing more than just somebody they used to know and that you're in different worlds?

I've never given a care to this damn people-relationship world. I'm not quite a fan of friend-drama. But somehow it almost feels sad that I lost someone who used to be so close to me. It's like what's back there, the past, was in parallel world and will never comply to the present. It was good times, and to know that such fact has become only memory is..saddening.

Sometimes, there's a need to try to get them back. Remind them of how we were. A little hit on the head won't kill. But if that person thinks of you as nothing of their concern anymore, even make you feel looked-down at, well then take a leave. Your friend is gone. Maybe it's better burying that fact. It doesn't exist anymore. You live in different worlds. It's dead.

I'm not an expert in this, but you can always choose to make people feel valuable by remembering them, how you were together. When you think you reach a different place, remember you were somewhere with them together in your journey here. Without them back then, something would be different in your story. Maybe they were the ones making it a good story. Maybe they were the rainbow in the rain. Even maybe, they take parts in you being here right now. At least respect people you spent quality time with.

That's why I dislike how humanity bothers someone. Without feelings everything would be so neat.