Memory Drives.

I try looking back at my life, every now and then, and I do it often. It kind of is my "go-to" activities. Anyway, looking back at my own memories remind me that people will always come and go.

Hello there, I'm the Earthian.

And that there isn't anything I can do about it. And that it will continue to happen in the future too and that I must brace myself to bid adieu to people I might have become to close to.
I had friends back when I was in the first grade and we kind of promised to eachother that we were going to be friends for an eternity or may be even a tad longer and that promise turned out really well. I barely remember most of their names and I don't even feel bad about that. I'm sure they've all moved on with better people in their lives and that I'm just a speck of dust in their memory drives just like they are on my drives. Sometimes I feel like I miss them, who am I kidding, I actually do miss them, but that's the most I can do about them.
But there is also one person who is in every inch of my drives. I see him in every memory and I see him with different emotions every single time. Sometimes he's crying, sometimes he's enjoying a good laughter, other times he solemnly tries to stay away from his feelings. But he's there, definitely. And maybe it's him I have to focus on more.