My calender still marks the birthday of a close friend
Whom I’ve not seen or spoken to in years
Thoughts of whom are fleeting
Whom even if I wanted to, I could not wish many happy returns
For it would be odd
And we have seperate lives now
But the calendar shows me
That someday we mattered together
And perhaps someday it’ll push me to
Make us a dynamic duo again.
Author’s Note: Hope this resonated with you. You can read more of my work at Muses_Saga (Siya.)
