I've always wondered why do certain people hold on to their past and unable to move on.

"Come on, move on already! Make new memories! Forget him/her already! Sure, he/she was an important person in your life once but that was many moons ago!" I once told someone. Can't believe it took me all this while for the reality of that to finally sink in.

It's easier said than done.

So why am I in the mood to talk about this after abandoning my poor ol' blog for quite some time? It's probably because I'm still a bit bothered/shocked by the fact that I'm no longer relevant by a person whom I once considered as my best friend.

I shouldn't even be feeling this way anyway because after all, it takes two to tango. Friendship is a 2-way thing and I didn't seem to be making any efforts anyway to keep it blooming. And so it wilted. It's an obvious outcome.

Yet, why do I feel sad about it?

It's because I'm still clenching tightly onto the memories from exactly 10 years ago. She was my only friend when I was previously ditched by my first best friend. And okay, I had tons of fond memories with her, considering that I was going through a very difficult time. But... well... 10 years have passed and we met tons of different people, made tons of new friends, opened brand new chapters in our lives, and still those memories remained fresh on my mind. And then the reality that we've grown apart just hit me today.

I shouldn't even be sad about it. It's not like we parted ways on bad terms. Everything just died down on its own.

Hmm. I'm sure I'll get over this shock (and I think it's already wearing VERY thin as I'm typing at this very moment) and once I officially get over this, I'm going to write her a letter.

To thank her for changing my life and shaping into who I am today. :)