How long has it been

Since I've seen you last?

Since I've talked to you last?

"Too long," You may say.

I'm torn inside.

One side of me wants to continue

they way we were.

To continue the good times,

the times we'd tease, and laugh,

and tell eachother everything.

It seemed like we were inseperatable,

enjoying eachother's company

whether or not we were talking.

It was comfortable,

being able to explore diverse topics.

People would saw us together

and considered us to be dating;

we both always denied it....

But what if we had?

Would it be any different

from our friendship before?

This concept is full of nonsense.

I will say to myself,

when ever it pops up.

You're thousands of miles away, 

in a foriegn land,

and communication has ceased.

Do you still think of me?

I avoid thinking of you,

it hurts to think of you.

To think your off on adventures, 

with the girl of your dreams

and I'm here.

It sounds like a movie in a way;

one with a not so happily ever after.

I know we both said we'd try to keep in touch

but now...

I think it'd be better if we didn't.

Life would be easier if we just moved on with our lives.

After all, time heals anything.