I used to think that I lived in my own world, a world of no regrets. Lately I’m beginning to realize how many actions in my life I do regret. A letter that should have been written, but never mailed, words or mistakes that begin to build over time and create distances between myself, and those that I love. I miss someone today, someone I dreamt about last night. I miss the laughter, the tears, his voice and most of all a smile he was always afraid to show me. I can never get that time back, and I don’t know that there is really anything I can do, but say I’m sorry. I told him that he had forgotten how to be a friend, but in all honesty–through my own anger I somehow forgot to be one as well. Sometimes I get so caught up in the stuff going on around me that I forget that other people are out there living lives they wish they could change too. It’s a matter of stepping out of myself and seeing life as it truly is. Everyone is making up a larger picture; I’m not the only person involved in this world. So words that I can’t seem to say to him…I’m sorry and I miss you. I loved you and for so long you were my best friend, but now all I can hold are the memories in my heart and hope that someday we can both forgive each other for our careless treatment of something I held so dear, our friendship.
