I get stressed out from little things like looking through the contacts in my phone.
I see all the names there all the numbers, tokens of friendships no longer existing and I can't help but let my mind wander.
What if we'd kept our promises? What if we actually stayed in touch? What if I could just reach out to any of them and try to talk, just talk, and pretend that it hasn't been years since we sat in poorly lit rooms together and talked about wanting to bring the world together in peace.
Instead we all grew apart and I am left with a pocketful of strangers.