I cleaned my room today for New Years.
Guess how much stuff I found.
Guess how many memories I revisted.
Don’t fret, I didn’t go all ballistic and nostalgic because of everything. They were all such nice memories to remember.
Don’t fret, I’m moving on.
Don’t fret, I’m Ms. Independent, remember?
It just kind of surprise me a little…
I didn’t realize that you influenced that much of my life.
I mean, I grew up with you.
I spent some of my most critical years growing with you.
I know I won’t get to see you graduate,
But I was there to watch you grow up into the person you are today. And that’s what counts, right?
And while I’m learning to let go, I realize that some of the stuff I just can’t.
Because it’s something that I’ve grown up into.
And it’s kind of sad that someone who has helped build me up into the person I am today just walks away.
Someone that significant doesn’t just leave.
It just doesn’t make sense to me. Everyone who’s important comes back in some way. That’s how life always is.
You’re never going to read this, but in case you do:
We’re going to grow up into amazing people and do wonderful things.
And you’ll be happy and I’ll be happy.
It’ll take time, and I get that you’re giving me a cold shoulder for now. It’s fine. I don’t mind too much. I’ve been fine for a while now.
But we didn’t risk our friendship for nothing.
And our story does not end here.
In due time, we’ll come around again. My gut has a good feeling about it. (:
-Dana
