August 31, 2022
Dear ol' best friend,
Y'know, sometimes I wonder what it'd be like to see you again. To hear your voice again. To feel your touch again. To walk with you again. To know you again.
Tell me. Will you recognise me if I showed up at your door someday? I don't think you will. I don't look the same anymore. I'm uglier. I don't feel the same anymore. I'm older.
Will you sense the familiarity in the air? Will you make that cute face you always made, when you were trying to solve math problems? Will you view me as just that? A problem? A question?
Will you be happy to see me? Will you pull me in for a hug? Will your eyes light up with joy? Will you show me one of your crooked smiles? Or will you be disappointed again? Will you shut the door in my face? Will you rub your good life in my face? Will you demean my efforts? Belittle my dreams? Laugh in the face of my beliefs?
Will you answer my questions? Will you explain what happened? Will you give me my peace back? Will you put my mind to rest? Will you ever hold me again? Will we ever go back? Will we ever be friends again? Will we ever talk again?
Sometimes, I wonder what it'd be like to see you again.
