I wonder what you think when you see my face.
Do you feel that instant awkwardness like I do?
Do you ever miss all those good times we had?
Do you ever think about what could have been if you didn’t drop me as a friend?
I often wonder If you regret what you said that day.
I walk down the hallways everyday and see the faces I once knew
Not knowing them at all
They are strangers.
You are a stranger now.
No more memories.
No more laughs.
No talking for hours.
Now you are just like everyone else I once knew.
An Old friend.
-Eninna Solache, Brookside Junior