I remember I wore blue, because it was your favorite color.
I remember how you moved away the next year.
We don't talk anymore,
which makes me sad,
because we used to be such good friends.
I liked you. I really liked you.
But you didn't like me.
But it was okay because we still had our friendship.
We bonded over our nerdiness, our mutual obsession with Star Wars.
But now its like we are on opposite sides of the galaxy.
But its okay.
Our friendship existed, it was real.
We will always have those nerf fights at your house,
that awkward dance,
and that time I wore blue.