I still recall when our lives began to walk

They drifted away, leaving the ghosts, in that moment

Two girls swinging together on the playground

But the girl was drawn towards the light I expected: Music and Missions

And the other, who was really a boy, ran chasing infinity

Their paths were like yarn that had been split through the center

See, there was a time where I might’ve thought: This was forever

But. Time had other plans, and I soon forgot to care

Other people were like growing flames, I was a dying star

At a point when I felt I was growing cold but surrounded by fire

I’d smile, the rare chance of seeing her glow

When we’d pass in the hallway

Or I’d see a post online

And though I have little idea how she did, I hoped it was eternal

I don’t know what you do these days

But sometimes I think of the old times

Back when we’d write each other letters 

Despite living less than five minutes 

A walk away, then a walk back 

Time knows us well but now we can’t say the same 

Of each other. But that’s okay, and maybe it will always be that way

Perhaps,

In the darkest of days

Or the brightest of nights

When flames didn’t spread out so much

Or some stars didn’t die out

Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps…

In another lifetime we could’ve stayed close friends

Only we did not

But. Perhaps, that’s okay too