With Every Promise.

It's sad when the people you know, become the people you knew.

I hate it when people change.

&

'hate' is a strong word.

Things change, people change.

That's why I love photos.

They never change, even if the person in it does.

Sure, I don't mind if you changed for the good.

But,

some people became total strangers.

I missed how you used to be.

Few months before,

you weren't always ditching class.

You used to be my deskmate.

&

we would talk and talk and talk.

and you,

why do you smell like ciggies these days?

and you,

why not replying my texts?

I wanted everything to stay the same but feelings fade and people change.