Borderline
Do you still remember?
How we became friends back in highschool and almost best friends in college? Every moment I have spent with you was vivid enough to be remembered.
Like an animated history in my head, you were there. The sad you, the happy you, the rebel you and many more versions of you lingered in my memory. And they stayed like that even after you chose to forget. Even after you've set a borderline that I am not allowed to cross.
Right then I knew I've lost you. You slipped away from my life like you haven't been a part of it at all. I wonder how you managed to do that. How you became a person that I can no longer recognize despite how familiar you were to me. You forgot the things that I fear losing memory of.
You forgot me.
Us.
While I am left here...
still remembering.