There are certain people, who, when you look at them, all you see is the past. You don't notice that they cut their hair or got their braces off, or that they're a little taller than when you last saw them. You look at them and see the first time you two hung out, or the first time you kissed. Suddenly, you're five-ten-fifteen again, laughing and smiling and happy. You look into their eyes and all you see are memories. They are standing there, right in front of you, in real time - and all you can see is what used to be...and maybe what could have been. And it hurts. Old friends and lovers alike can turn your eyes into a time machine. They're the people you grew up with and thought would never change. The people who left even though they still live next door. They're the people you hate to love and love to miss.