𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚆𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜

Strangers. (A vent writing) [Drabble]

Um, hi. It's me. I wonder if you're even reading this... (Probably not, I doubt you have checked this email is a long time.).

It feels like I haven't seen you in forever... But I remember you clear as day.

It's strange to think I haven't seen you, or even talked to you, in almost two years.

How did this happen to best friends that knew each other since kindergarten?

We knew it was coming the minute you told me you might be moving. And right before middle school of all things!

It feels like you vanished off the face of the earth, none of my now-freinds know who you are. (I have those now. Surprising, right?)

The people who used to know you never talk about you, usually just an "Oh yeah, I remember her."

That includes me...

I've become less awkward, less of a pushover.

All it took was year of being basically socially alone.

It's almost my birthday, your's too. (But you already knew that)

Just think, we're really not going to be kids anymore. I don't want to leave you behind in my childhood, but it's not my choice.

My biggest regret will probably always be losing contact with you.

Sincerely,

~A stranger