You smiled.
You laughed.
You talked for hours.
When I would knock you would answer when he didn't.
You would say your jokes and leave.
I didn't think it was for good this time.
We would ride out on your hoverboard and play songs.
Now we walk alone. Separately
Remembering those moments.
When you would follow us to the park.
Laughing, smiling and riding.
Now sometimes when I miss you I look back and smile.
Because I know I can't replace you all with a thousand things.
YOU ARE READING
We were strangers.
PoetryIf our story had started and ended with the same sentence it would be 'We were strangers'.