This is different.

I don't know if this counts.

I never thought I would stop missing you, no matter how much time had passed since you left. I still don't think so.

I'm moving on with my life. New friends, new dreams, new ambitions. New hairstyle, new clothes,new beliefs.

But where am I heading to? Where will I go?

Life is so short, yet also so long, so full of challenges and difficulties.

So much I've learned from you, so much I still have to learn.

My heartbeat now matches no one else's but mine. It once matched yours, but I suppose, things change.

Will I learn to love somebody else? I have no answer to that.

I've changed, and am no longer the me I used to be, one year ago. That girl may have loved you with everything she had, but this one, this girl that replaced her, is not the same.

Do you wonder about us? You never try to contact me voluntarily. But that explains everything and nothing.

You have always been and will always be inside my heart, the only difference time made was the proportion.