The last few days I've been bumming around Myspace finding the profiles of distant friends. People that have forgotten I existed or perhaps just misplaced the memories we shared.
I try to bring myself to message them, initiate conversation, catch up on ol' times.
And then I click off the page and leave the idea behind.
I don't trust that I will have the follow-through to continue a meaningful relationship.
I dread bringing up bittersweet memories. I dread working on new friendships. I am scared shitless to lose anyone else.
When I was younger, I had a problem with separation anxiety; Summer camp was horrible.
When the week or two of fun came to an end, you were forced to leave behind friends you might likely never see again.
Then you grow up and that feeling becomes a normal part of life.
People grow apart, people grow back together.
People leave and others never get really far.
It feels like a lifetime, and the you realize it has been.
In the end you realize it hasn’t been as long as you wished it should’ve be.
Baby slow down, The end is not as fun as the start. Please stay a child somewhere in your heart - Original of the Species, U2
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