the 820

Okay, this post was written ages ago but i am only posting it now because i kept on forgetting!

Today I walked home my myself and, like everyday, the 820 bus went past. But today I felt weird, I was kind of happy to see it, like a long lost friend. I used to get on the bus every friday, or more, and I had so many memories on there, I met some amazing people, had so much fun, had deep chats and lots of laughs! as I watched it drive past me, it touched my heart. Sometimes we loose things that mean a lot to us, but there is nothing we can do, sometimes we get reminded of these things from the simplest things. A smile from someone that we used to love but now we just cant return the same smile; someone walks past, someone who we used to walk with but now we just pass like strangers; a look that we used to know but now we just cant read it; words that were said to us once or simply a joke that we don't find funny like we used to. But all the memories, people, and smiles we keep in our hearts, somewhere where time doesn't change or matter. when I saw the bus drive past, i didn't want to get on it and be there again, i just enjoyed remembering all the good times. things change in our lives, things we cant control but our memories will be there forever no matter what happens. but if things change just remember, "don't cry because its over, smile because it happened" just be happy with what you have when you have it because one day we will be reminded of it, so make it a good memory!

love from me xxx