Hour 8: Letter to my Childhood Best Friend

I think of you often

Too often, when the last words we spoke were so long ago

I can no longer remember what they were

Do you think of me?

 

There was a time

Where nothing was more important

Than the hours we spent

Inseparable

I didn’t even want to sleep

For fear I would waste a second

 

You saw me as I was

Imaginative and free

Strange and wild

And loved me without a second thought

Because you were the same

 

I stood by you

Loyal as any shadow

Basking in your glow

 

Remember when we would fall into the waves, joyful in our abandon?

Remember when we would run through the trees, every second an adventure?

Remember when we would crouch in hidden corners, scaring each other breathless?

 

I used to think that would be forever

Maybe in another universe, it is

 

You’re getting married soon

Will you look out into the crowd and see an empty place

Shaped like me?

Our lives have parted from each other so long ago

I’m not sure we’d recognize each other

 

I want you to know

That I don’t believe that love fades

So if you ever decide

To invite me back

I will never decline

 

When I knew I had lost you,

I stood at the bottom of your stairs

Staring up at something unreachable

A family friend noticed and said,

“Maybe someday you’ll meet at a bar,

And it will be like nothing changed.”

 

So here I am

Waiting

With a seat saved for you

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *