'i know it'll pass'.

it's strange seeing so much unbelievable change in a person. something so alien, something i never expected to see. and well, i've realised that there is a much more matured, sensible, understanding side, of this person, that i never knew before and i just wish i did. i just wish i were able to now. but well, they are just silly, senseless wishings of mine. and i hope and know they'll pass.

but of course, knowing that i'll never ever be able to truly get to know this person once again, i can't help but feel overwhelmed and almost drowing in this pool of jealousy i've dived into. which i too know and hope will pass. it has to, it should.

at least, from memory, i know that you aren't worth nothing from me. that is of course, memory of the past.