I've had a bestfriend way back grade school but she never considered me as one. :(. I still remember the old days: the times when we used to do things together, having lunches and snacks at once, sharing sandwiches, talking about kid stuffs, doing our homeworks and even accompanying her to their house to make sure she's safe.
We were never neighbors but I passed by their house in my route to ours. I remember when we played "catch me if you can" and had my self injured. Both of my knees were wounded, she wiped the blood dry with her hankie and brought me to the school clinic. I remember her thoughtfulness: when she gave me a kiss on the cheek saying how grateful she was having me around and the day she handed me my first birthday present from her --- a magic pencil with a note "friends forever".
Those memories are still fresh but not with hers. We went to different schools in highschool and lose contacts with each other. No one can top my happiness when I had her mobile number during junior high. I texted and told how much I missed her. She just replied that life changes and the things we had in the past were already long forgotten by her.
It always breaks my heart, knowing and remembering to the day she texted me that. She was my first bestfriend I knew I had and never have one since then. I'm afraid, afraid that I will have to face the same pain I felt in the past. Deep sigh.
Everytime this song below is played on the radio, I always thought of her. :( I miss you my friend:
We're on the road
We move from place to place
And oftentimes when I'm about to call it home
We'd have to move along
Life is a constant change...
The friends we know we meet along the way
Too soon the times we share form part of yesterday
'Cause life's a constant change
And nothing stays the same, oh no
Clouds that move across the skies
Are changing form before our very eyes
Why couldn't we keep time from movin' on?
Hold on to all the years before this moment's gone?
Why must we live the days at such a frightening pace?
We're all like clouds that move across the skies
And changing form before our very eyes
Have we outgrown our Peter Pans and wings?
We've simply grown too old for tales of knights and kings
'Cause life's a constant change
And nothing stays the same, oh no
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