There won't be another day were we randomly meet up and go out, walking through the park and laughing about life,
there won't be another day were we daydream about our future,
Not another moment of us giving each other a hug to say goodbye, not another smile when meeting each other,
there won't be another moment of us remembering our childhood and our past that made us grow together, not another time were we go out till morning, looking at the stars and waiting for the sunrise, no random hangouts or dinners at each other houses, no more small presents and long calls, no more talks that relieve our hearts and souls, no more trips, no more paintings and pictures of us, no more texts,all of that is now gone, gone in the past, all our loud laughs making the passing by people stare at us, gone are our pictures, and gone will be our memories soon, gone will be our smiles for each other and gone will be the hugs, gone will be we, no more of us, just you and me, separated, going our own ways, and maybe one day you'll remember me, remember our laughs, nights out, meet ups, calls and small presents, our smiles and hugs, maybe you'll remember the last time you saw me, and maybe, maybe you'll understand that, that wasn't the last time you saw me as your friend, that was the first time you saw me as a stranger, a stranger I am to you now, a stranger passing down the road, a stranger living it's own life, a stranger not playing any role in your life, a stranger, a stranger with a few memories, or maybe just a stranger and nothing more, maybe you'll realize what you've done, maybe you won't even remember, maybe you'll see me in her when she hugs you, when she listens to songs with you and when you make new memories with her, maybe you'll see me in her and you'll remember me then, maybe you'll feel the same pain when you see me with someone else, remembering *our* memories, or maybe you'll never even remember my name, but no matter how many maybes I'll write in this, it's just You and I. Not *us* and definitely not *we*.
And Now I'm sitting here alone, remembering everything, every single laugh and joke we had, all the movies and shows we've watched, all the pictures that were taken, all the walks, all the nights, all the talks and all the tears, passing by the places we used to love, remembering the places we used to hide to scare each other, remembering our songs, remembering our dances in the rain and snow, remembering our books, remembering the memories we made, knowing that that's something we'll never have again, something so beautiful that'll stay in the past, that'll get forgotten by every year passing by, memories that seemed so bright and loud will fade and disappear, no one will hear our laughs again, the stars won't see us, and the rain won't have us dance under it's cold showers, no more us, no more we.
No more..
-M.D
- Author: bl00dymary666 ( Offline)
- Published: September 28th, 2024 18:57
- Comment from author about the poem: About a past friendship
- Category: Friendship
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