How Many Special People Change ?

Today I was looking at some old pictures. It's incredible how things change. At this right moment I'm becoming nostalgic, melancholic. It's like if the time had suddently stopped and went back. I look at the photos and without even realizing it, my eyes start to fill with tears. Do I really know the people next to me on those pictures? Some are familiar faces, others I don't even reconize them. Sometimes I stop, remembering all the moments that those photos have saved for me. Some persons are my childhood: they were there in the fall, when the leaves were turning red. They were beside me in the winter, as the snow started to fall and the streets became white. They were present as the spring came and the flowers were all in bloom. Even in the summer, on holiday, they were next to me while I was swimming in the sea. And now? What happened? Where is our friendship gone?

If I could relive those days,
I know the one thing that would never change.