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Will you ever come back?
Maybe.
I don't know.

But I know that even
if you did, things would
never be the same.

No more adventures.
No more late night conversations.
No more cracking up in a serious situation.
No more playing at the park.
No more riding our bikes together.
No more watching cartoons.

Everything we did just
                                                          . . . disappeared.

I'll never understand why we stopped.
I'll never understand why we aren't
what we used to be.
But I guess it's okay.
Things don't last forever, sometimes
friendships just don't last forever.
But with you I thought
it might be a
. . . lifetime.

So I'll remain in my bed.
The bed we both laid on
and stayed up together even though
my mom would tell us to go to bed.
Keeping our voices low,
keeping our giggles lower.
But somehow she still heard us.

We would stay up late
but still wake up before the sun could rise.
We'd watch that beautiful orange pinkish sky,
a big star rising in the middle of it.
I'll miss those nights.

Then again if you did ever come back,
It won't be the same.
I doubt it'll ever be the same.
But I hope you remember these
memories we shared together.

More importantly,
I hope you
remember...  us.

              




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