He was no more than a memory, she would look at his picture and see this. His hair wasn't as long as it used to be, he was much taller, and his style had changed from the youth to the young adult he'd become. But she noticed when he walked past her with his friends and his new girlfriend, that one thing hadn't changed. His smile.

She remembered when his smile used to be just for her, she remembered how she would smile back. They were childhood friends, but it was much more then that for her. He was her only friend for so long...and when he left she cried for weeks. He had changed and out grown her, and she had to accept it. He no longer smiled and looked her way, he didn't even notice she was sitting there. But she couldn't react to it, she had to ignore the pain it evoked.

She sat at the table, picking at the food spread out along the span of the table cloth. It was strange but she didn't want him to see her eat, she felt horrific at the thought. She sipped at her sweet tea, reminding herself that within the next ten hours she would be on a plane back 'home' till the winter vacation. She also reminded herself that this man, no this boy, had been nothing but silent to her for that past five years, only coming out to help her heal at the death of a family member. He'd done nothing to keep in touch, had tried at nothing to be a friend, and he had done nothing to stop her from hurting.

At the finishing of her tea, she asked to be excused and returned to her room in the house across the street. There she quickly took her computer and turned it on to the internet, trying to resist the painful tears in her eyes. What if he wanted to talk to her again? What if he wanted to see what she was up to? No she had decided. She loaded up his page, his picture looking back at her on the screen. His warm smile that used to mean so much to her touched her and let the tears trickle down her cheeks. She forced herself to scroll to the bottom of his page, let her cursor hover over the words 'Remove Friend'. She remained like that for moments that felt like forever, and it wasn't until she brought up the courage did she press her finger down on the mouse and finalized the deed. "Good Bye," she whispered as she closed the computer and turned it off. That was it, he wouldn't hurt her any more. She would treat him as he treated her.

He was no more than a Memory.