Dear Old Friend,
It's been, what, ten years since we last spoke? Almost a decades worth of time has elapsed between us and yet somehow we carry conversation better now then we did then. You look different...but no, you look the same; same face, just without the roundness of youth. How have you been? You seem happy, though I know looks can be deceiving. You looked stunned when you saw me and I have to ask what about me it is that surprises you? I am much the same, just a tad less chubby with hair that is only a tad bit more tame however, there you stand in all your new (can I say new? I don't even know when the change occured) found tallness and your facial hair and your deep voice. I wish we could stay in touch but it seems we both left before we could ask for such information. A shame, that is. But, I am glad to have shared a laugh with you nonetheless. Maybe we'll see each other again.
Sincerely,
Bri
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Poems of Mine
ŞiirJust some poems and lines that I've thought of or will think up. -when I start writing, I can go on for hours because my mind is on overdrive and nothing else matters
