Will you remember me in ten years? Will I remember you?

There are already so many people who's names I just can't remember sometimes. Just, people I knew in school who I've just forgotten completely. And when I think about it, it feels like this moment and all the things that are happening, and all the people I'm associated with right now, it all feels like the most important stuff in the world. But it's not at all. Because I'm probably not going to talk to most of you in ten years time. I'll have forgotten some of your names. And most of you will have forgotten about me.

I like to think that I know there are at least a few people who I know will always be a part of my life, but there's also a chance that they wont be there forever. Simply because things change, and people go their separate ways. It's not on purpose, it just happens and theirs nothing you can do about it.

The other side of that, is the part that sucks. When people walk out on purpose, and you don't want them to. But it happens, and you can try to hold on to all the little things all you want, but if they really want to go, then they're going to go. And even after they're gone you can try to hold on to the memories and all the things that you think are so important, but eventually they'll fade and you'll get over it. And that is sad to think about.