Doubt

I notice small things. And i appreciate small things. Sometimes it hurts me knowing the small things change. It hurts me now that there’s lesser concern, lesser attention, lesser priority. 

But,

All the blame is on me.

I know that if I were to meet someone like me, I wouldn’t last a day. It has been a wonderful 4 years. At this point, if it doesn’t go beyond the years we’ve been through, I’ll just let it go. 

Now that I can see the small things disappear, now that I am with doubts, now that I have bigger concern bugging my minds, I feel like surviving another year is more than enough. 

We are not kids anymore. We need to be realistic.