I heard that you’re settled down. That you found a girl and you’re married now. I heard that your dreams came true. Guess she gave you things I didn’t give to you. Old friend, why are you so shy? Ain’t like you to hold back, or hide from the light. I hate to turn up out of the blue, uninvited, but I couldn’t stay away. I couldn’t fight it. I had hoped you’d see my face and that you’d be reminded that for me it isn’t over. You know how the time flies. Only yesterday, it was the time of our lives. We were born and raised in a summer haze. Bound by the surprise of our glory days. Nothing compares, no worries or cares. Regrets and mistakes, they are memories made. Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste? Nevermind, I’ll find someone like you. I wish nothing but the best for you too. “Don’t forget me.” I begged. I remember, you said:

“Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead.”


I haven’t felt this way all summer, and I haven’t missed it at all. This heavy rock pushing down on my chest, filled with ugly, dark emotions. I hate this so much. The loneliness tugs at me, and I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what’s causing it, and I don’t know how to make it go away. Fearing the unknown is as natural to humans as breathing, and this is the Unknown that I fear the most, second only to death itself. I feel sad and I don’t know why. It hurts.

It hurts so fucking bad.