Dear Friend || mgc

September

I need to forget you.

About all of our memories. About everything we went through. You have, haven't you?

You're out there traveling the world with your best mates. You've made so many new memories I doubt your brain has room to remember from when we were kids. I remember everything, though I wish I didn't.

I still remember how the distance tricked us. Led us blindingly, thinking that we could just be blissfully apart, but together at the same time.

I remember we held so strong to this. Though we never really had a way out. I still remember the silence, and how I couldn't bring myself to speak when you told me it wouldn't work.

I couldn't work.

What were we thinking, Mikey?

What were you thinking.