A door shuts, another opens.

Reconciliation...

I've tried, in terms of friendship and relationship. I must admit, it isn’t the same feeling anymore. So different, so awkward, so foreign. There seems to be a boundary, an invisible line that once triggered, all’s gone. No one knows for sure if history wouldn’t repeat. No one knows for sure if feelings wouldn’t decrease. No one knows for sure if everything wouldn’t change. No one knows.

Strangely, being all timed inquisitive humans, we gave ourselves one more chance. Only to fight in fear that nothing’s going to happen and things we’re dealing now are for the better.

After a couple of mending things up, I gave up. The hands I once held, now covered with a glove, give no more sense of security. The daily conversations we once had, with same words and phrases, now scream coldness and untruthfulness. The person once stood by me, with the same smell, same style, and same build, now provides an unfamiliar presence. I've learnt that when things or feelings have changed, there's no point looking back or turning back hoping to mend it or make a difference because there will be no difference - what's done is done. If things aren’t meant to be yours, there’s no point in holding on. Especially false hopes.

Saying goodbye isn’t necessary a bad thing. You never know the next person entering your life, may be your lucky star.