To the people who've disappeared lost along the way,
I've become nothing but a distant memory. The time we spent together seems so foreign and unfamiliar.
We used to be best friends. I'd spend every school vacation curled up next to you while we watched old films and listened to great music.
We used to walk down the hallways with our arms locked and our faces beaming.
But that was so long ago.
I saw you last week. You lifted your head a little higher and you stood a little straighter. But honey, I guess you forgot.
I didn't leave. I didn't jump off the radar. I made a choice to better myself and I held the door open for you but you walked the other way.
You. You walked away.
And here we are. Two strangers with a decade of memories and I must figure out how to suppress them every time I see your face.
Because a part of me still smiles when I think of us at 3 in the morning laying on the picnic table in your backyard counting stars. A part of me still laughs when I think of the time we all put on fake mustaches and danced around in princess crowns because it was your birthday.
I hope you still laugh about all the things we said and the things we did. It really was great while it lasted.
Thank you.
So to the people who've disappeared along the way.. Today we are merely just strangers with a past and that's where we stay.
In the past.
