When I met you,
your tiny face was peaking from the side of the grand bus seats that towered over us.
Hiding in a row of castles.
Your brown eyes telling of the smile hiding behind the tinny knuckles of your gripping fingers.
Instantly sizing me up
like you thought you were taller than me.
I just wanted to know your name,
We were best friends in ten minutes
I felt I had always known you.
We were all so young that you my sister and me all sat together
in the same seat.
That seems like it was so long ago.
The first time I left you I was the fourth grade.
We had a whole collective of other friends we had made.
But you were always the best
Because you never cared about your dress or your hair
Just like me.
And I knew you were afraid of slugs
And I never told anyone ,
not a single one
Of our secrets because they were only our own..
For years you were the only best friend
I was lucky to know.
And when I returned you held on to me
exactly like you had never let go,
In high school boys came and went
And I would sit while you cried and tell you all the reasons I loved you,
And sometimes you did that too.
And somewhere along the line
You cut me out.
A few years have past and I still don’t know why ,
I still think of you and yeah, I cry.
But I hope you found yourself.
I hope that understand and,
I hope you smile often
As often as you can,
I hope your pain subsides
And you think of me fondly, honestly
I will never understand.
But I think that that’s ok.
All good things come to an end
they say.
I guess I never believed....
I just couldn't comprehend
..a time...
when
I couldn't call you
my
very
best
friend.
And I miss you.