"Our lives will continue on in different directions to the inevitable end of becoming strangers again; and everything we shared has just become fragments of memories from so long ago, I’ll question if it ever really happened. All that’ll be of him is the only picture we ever took, from a faded period of time when that stranger was the most important person in my life. He’ll remain nothing but that to me now, a stranger with a past that I know all too well because I was a part of it."
"You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place, like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again."
— (via eletheowl)