Change in You, Change in Me, Change in Us

Time flows.

Just like cruising on a river, sceneries look the same yet different.
I didn't realise the length of my journey until I look back.

There are people who cruise much faster, leaving me behind.
There are people who cruise much slower, being left behind.
There are people who cruise with me, but until when we'll be side by side?

It's easy to see the change in others.
Yet I can't help to feel that I'm still the same ol' me somehow.

I saw my pictures years ago.
There is one album where I was a kid, I definitely changed both physically and mentally.
There is one album where I was still in Indonesia, got me a reminiscence of my high school life, and I know I changed.
There is one album where I was in College, and I know I changed as well.
Then there is this album where I was in University, just one or two years apart from the present me right now. I know my look changed a bit, but personality-wise, did I change?

I didn't realise any, until I saw a mirror and I saw my reflection there.
That person in the mirror told me, "You changed."
It struck to me, I was silent for a few second, my mind was processing and comparing the "Me" now and "Me" in the past.
It is true that I definitely change, but by how much? How different I am compared to I was?

The room was silent but between me and the guy in mirror there were some noise.
We weren't arguing, neither that we were discussing.
I was merely him telling me story in speed faster than light which explained to me years of stories in just seconds. It was just like a one-way conversation, he didn't respond to any I said, he just kept on telling these stories.

"How good the change was? And how bad?"
"How different I am now?"

With all  our conversation, it was still not enough to find out.
It's because we're dealing with the present, you can't judge any in the present and the future, you can only judge the past.
You'll find your answers if it has turned into past.

So I just smiled and told him, "I won't regret my past, otherwise I'll be denying everything I have at the moment."
Then he just smiled, his first respond to me since he started his story, and said, "See how much you've changed now. I can see a little bit of regret, but that's fine. I can see you are grateful with all you have now. I can see you not denying your past anymore."
He tried to pat my head, but unfortunately his hand couldn't reach over the mirror. Seeing that, we just giggled a little and put our hands together in the border between reality and the mirror. "We changed."

I'll close my eyes.
I'll calm myself
I'll make new resolutions.

And when I open my eyes, there will be another brand new me, changed from the boy who was here minutes ago.......