I’ve been thinking about time a lot recently.
How four months of a new school has changed, how my life is the same yet the polar opposite of how it was last year.
The people I’ve only just met but call my best friends and act as though we’ve known each other for years.
The people I went to primary school with but now understand me in a way nobody has before.
The people I went to primary school with, didn’t talk to for five years and now we talk in like family.
The people who used to hate me, now let me make amends.
Some people have grown apart, some people I’ve grown close to. I’ve changed this year, my whole world fell apart but then fell into place. It’s weird how time changes things.
Time. The seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months.
Some heal, some destroy, some maintain…some stay exactly the same like nothing has changed.