how we could've been great friends as adults.
but i just know that we picked on each other as kids
seventh grade pranks in uniform
tenth grade flirts
then loosing touch.
is this the fate of all those friends
the ones who i think i'll some day reconnect with
the ones who i wonder whatever happened to them
only to find out it's too late?
then remembering the others before
and family
and all that's left is remembering
and that was that.
