some days im brought back to the memories of middle school or high school. old friends. the people who were there when i went through the worst of the worst. when i went through the most change. the old friends i knew i could trust because we grew up together. we spent so many hours hanging out together, we knew each other.
now we are all scattered across america, spread far apart from each other. we barely talk, barely see each other. we have all moved on with our lives. im not saying thats a bad thing, but i definitely miss those faces i grew to love and care about.
i definitely wish we could all sit on the front porch and talk about nothing as if we had no care in the world. i wish we could all go to lunch and not have conflicting schedules when we are home.
i have been mending fences where they are needing to be mended. and trying to fix broken bridges, where they were burned. it takes time to change things, but i try. and maybe those bridges were meant to stay burned. and in which case, i will have to walk away from the friendship.
but it will never ever be erased from my memory those friends who were there for me when i needed them. i will never forget those countless hours we spent time talking together, sharing secrets and dreams and goals. i will never forget the moments they all effected my life. they walked in for a certain time, and walked out during another.
if i don't talk to someone for months, are we still considered good friends, just because we once were the best of friends?
is that friendship still even considered a friendship?
or do they become an acquaintances? turning into strangers we no longer know.
is a friendship all about the connection, and the support we give to each other?
or is it on the bases of knowing each other for long periods of time?
hmmmm the questions the plague my mind tonight.
