People come into your life for a reason. Do they leave for a reason, too?
I experienced my first episode of someone's departure when I was in kindergarten. I think I was too young to feel anything that I am feeling now.
I always thought people that I know and care about would always stay in my life forever, or maybe until the day I no long live. Some of the aging symptoms have been creeping onto my parents lately. DJ has decided that he wanted to move away from Taiwan next year.
The familiarity that I once had is changing. I am scared. It's not that I am scared of changing. I am perfectly alright now that I moved to my new place in the east district, and I am used to the new daily/weekly routines. It's different from before. But no matter what, all the people I care about are still reachable in a short time.
I just feel sad. Why do people, even the ones that care about you, leave your life?
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I didn't leave... you know it.
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