Wednesday, April 27, 2005
i remember...
I was nine and so was she. We were neighbours and best friends. Then she moved away. But not too far away.
It was her birthday. She invited me to her party. There were lots of other kids around; kids I didn't know. She left me sitting in a corner while she played with her newfound friends in her new big house.
She had her life and I had mine. Our friendship gradually slipped. Right through our fingers.
12 years later, she calls me. We talk. We promised to meet up but we never did.
I guess things can never be the same again.
// posted by the commentator @ 3:04 pm 
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