When all the flowers are gone

People change, including your friends.

I just...haven't gotten used to this idea. For I miss them and those shared "good old time".

Kay and Julianna looked the same, but they appeared weary and kind of "conspiratorial", like they knew lots of secret schemes, and I was not on the same page with them.

Maybe because now they are working and I am still staying at school, but the feeling they gave me in our talk....was not amicable, a little bit cynical.

The feeling they used to give me changed, into something not familiar to my memories.

They are moving forward while I'm glued to the same spot.

Changed, but not the core, I think.

Nevertheless, I desire company and comradeship. I keep asking myself what exactly that I want most now.

I want free and love, I guess.