The Box

You’re in all of my diaries
And I’m in all of your photographs
We read the same books
And loved the same bands.
You told me about your mum
And I cried about my dad

And we talked as we thought
Because with us there was no filter
You were truthful
And I was honest
And we were best friends
And everything was good.

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1. The Box

It was my birthday yesterday

And I know you know when that is

We used to celebrate together

Remember?

January 16th, every year since we were little

I was born on January 16th and you were born on November 7th

And I know that because we’re best friends

Er- were

We were. Best friends

And we told each other everything

And we stayed at each other’s houses

And we grew up together;

I was myself and you were yourself

And I was I and you were you

And everything was good.

 

You’re in all of my diaries

And I’m in all of your photographs

We read the same books

And loved the same bands.

You told me about your mum

And I cried about my dad

 

And we talked as we thought

Because with us there was no filter

You were truthful

And I was honest

And we were best friends

And everything was good.

 

And then we grew up;

You grew up and I grew up

And suddenly our friendship was crossed out in pen

And marked in a box labelled childhood.

Because that’s all you and I are now; Childhood Memories.

 

And it’s times like these when I open that box;

And I read those old diaries

And frame those old photos

With those good old songs blasting in the background

Because I waited for your message

Your card Because I saw you on the street and you didn’t say ‘Hi’.

 

And hey, why would you?

All we are now are strangers with memories

You don’t call and I don’t text

You don’t come over and I don’t come round

We don’t talk

We don’t know each other

And everything is

Good.

 

But in the end you’re still my best friend

The best I’ve ever had

And we still have those memories

And those stories that we share

And when I think back to those days

When it was just you and I

And only me and you

I think about how none of it really matters

It doesn’t matter how long ago it was.

It could be days

Months, Years even.

None of it really matters;

You and I are timeless.

 

Because you’re my best friend. Period.

And everything is good.

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