I remember a simpler time when I would stay awake, his voice echoing through the phone. All we would do is talk about everything and anything. Sometime till 2 or 3, most time we wouldn't sleep till the alarms for school went off and we would go about our days as if we got all the sleep we needed, he was always finding little things to message me about from how annoying his classmates were to how boring the teacher was.
There was a time in our relationship when we were best friends who flirted like lovers. Always picking up on when my dad was gone or something happened. Late night gaming sessions, or skyping till one of us (mostly me) fell asleep.
The past seems like it happened not to long ago but really it's been over a year.....a year without any contact other than the awkward glances. If only I didn't hand you the letter that spoke my true feelings, if only I had listened to my voice of reason. Where would we be now? Still only friends or maybe more?
The past shapes who we are in the future, living in it won't help nor solve the problem you have now.
Maybe our futures will intertwine again, or perhaps they won't.
But I will always remember the one who changed me for the better, my true first love.
