you

there are ambitious people, lazy people, hardworking people, lucky people, unfortunate people, people people. people who get what they want in life, people who try to get what they want in life, and people who don't get what they want in life. people who are proud, rude, kindly, friendly, nonchalent, disrespectful, hurtful, happy, caring. all deep down inside one would expect every person to have some .. emotion in them. something that makes a person feel the most vulnerable, that makes you feel helpless, that makes you feel that you need.. at the very least... good company or love. when you look at other people you know - close friends, friends, partners - and you see them all being their ambitious self, going places, enjoying independence, you feel sad that they're leaving the country, you feel sad because they're growing up, you feel sad because they're embarking on something you could never be a part of, never dared to be a part of. and maybe you would just hope... just hope that they might feel your sorrow for them, feel your worry and concern, feel your joy and pride for them, and appreciate you in some small way that would make you feel warm and fuzzy inside, happy. maybe they would just acknowledge how much you have affected their life, perhaps played a small but important role in this ceaselessly tiring drama called life. you hate being unsettled. you wonder why they can bear to call nothing home. you wonder why they're doing so well, why they can be so uncaring, having fun at the peak of their lives, only living in the present. don't they have memories to cling on to? don't they have past times where they've had most fun with you? you wonder why they're able to throw all these good times away, or perhaps just bury it somewhere in the corner, to forget, and always look to the future.. you would watch them from afar, watching their progress, but always pretending not to care. you would be there when they've sipped wine for the first time, had a black tie party for the first time, DJ-ed for the first time. you would be there for their first time experiencing snow, first summer break, first major exam. you would feel proud for them, happy for them. you would say "i know this person, we used to stick together like glue". but what can you make of it now? when that person never ever looks back...

you hold on tightly to memories of times gone by, praying you'll never forget, because those are and will be the only memories you'll ever have.

why don't i just change all the 'you's to 'i's and all the 'people' to 'you'.