changes,

there are certain people who come into your life and leave a mark you won`t forget. i don`t mean the usual faint impression: he was cute, she was nice, they made me laugh, i wish i`d known her better, i don`t mean that they change you. a lot of people can change you--the first person who called you something mean, the first person who complimented you, the first person who called you their best friend, the first person who stabbed you in the back. it`s the change you remember, the firsts and what they meant, last longer than the people whose faces you'll probably forget. i`m talking about the firsts that are as much a part of you as your own soul. their place in your heart. describing and defining these times, even to yourself, is useless. words are usless.