Time

"Why did we become like this? Why are we so estranged now? Why aren't we like how we used to be?"

She thought to herself.

But then it hit her. Time.

Time. They say time heals broken hearts. Everything will go better with time. Just give some time.

But time also changes people.

And for a relationship that wasn't too strong, time can damage that too.

It was only last year, not last decade. Last year. Only a couple of months past and they act like the only thing in common between them is the classroom they shared.

Thinking back to the time of glory of their relationship, she missed it. So so much. The way they always talk to each other. The way they spent times together; morning, afternoon, evening, night. The way they chatted till the first ray of sunlight hit through their windows. She missed it all.

And she used to think that he liked her. He used to act as if he liked her. That he was willing to listen to all her ramblings. Throw her rubbish for her. Go out with her, for dinner, tea or lunch. Go out with her, because she wants to do some shopping. Chatted with her, because she doesn't feel like studying. And the way that he doesn't talk to other people in class. The way he always say hi to her first in the morning. Doesn't that mean he liked her? 

But time changes people.

Time changes him.

He doesn't text her first. He doesn't say hi to her first. In fact, they won't talk if it's not she had to tell something. No, he doesn't play around anymore. He is more serious. And less fun.

But maybe, just maybe, time changes her too?

Maybe she has no more story to tell him. Maybe she can throw her own rubbish. Maybe she always cook at home that there is just no reason to eat out. Maybe she has a new group of friends to go shopping with. Maybe, just maybe, she doesn't need him anymore.

And maybe, just maybe, time changes their feelings.

Or maybe, just maybe, she wished that she can stop the time where what matters is that they are together.