remember when we were friends?
we
had something more
to
say than silence,
had
something more than
pictures
and happy birthday
messages
on facebook;
i
don't even know any aspect
of
your life any longer—
but
i remember when you and i
were
part of the three
lindas
with melinda,
and
i remember when you shared
your
favorite book with me and how
i
enjoyed it for many moons,
and
i remember when you used to
come
over for sleepovers at my house
or
brief visits,
and
i remember when your mother's
newfoundlands
got so excited to see me
that
they'd try to jump on top of
me;
i
remember when we used to go
to
waldameer when your dad took us
&
how we'd go for dinner afterwards—
i'd
have to dig out my scrapbook,
but
i'm sure there are memories dancing
there
as well;
how
did we go from childhood best friends
to nothing?
the
insincere one
remember
when
you
said
it
was like i was
always
there?
was
that something
you
just said to keep me
by
your side?
did
you truly mean it?
everything
becomes
suspect
when
you
marry the woman you
cheated
on me with,
makes
me wonder if any act
of
kindness was ever truly
kind;
or
was it manipulation?
you
may be a prince,
but
you're the insincere one
worse
than starving wolves of the wood.
the
same sky
rosefinch,
i
remember when we were
roommates
in college;
both
of us a little unsure
of
the arrangement—
but
i knew right away that
i
liked you
even
if we were different
songs,
we
shared some melodies
i
was certain of it;
and
as our friendship flourished
it
just seemed to prove that i
was
right—
you
were the sunlight
that
woke me up,
when
i thought my magic
and
my dreams would never
be
woken again;
there's
no one quite like you—
i
miss our little talks,
we
used to talk about everything;
now
the silence is so loud—
sorry
i wasn't brave enough
to
tell you that i loved you,
was
afraid of pushing you away;
i
knew you saw me as a sister
but
my heart fell anyway—
now
i sit here as you sit there,
and
i wonder if we ever see the same sky.
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