Even sunshine burns if you get too much.

"You'll live in New York, and I'll live in California. Our husbands will watch football together and we'll fly our children back and forth to see one another; because they'll be best friends just like us."

Good bye summer, halloween, christmas shopping and obnoxious valentine's gifts.
Good bye photographs, notes, and running down halls to embrace.
Good bye music video's and MTV competitions; being bitches together.
Good bye shared opinions and joint shopping lists and sincere profressions of caring.
Good bye four AM's and sleeping until noon; the shoulder I really could cry on.
Good bye number one on speed dial; largest frame on this stupid desk.
Good bye, good bye, good bye. You're at a place that I can't reach out and grab, and to be honest I don't think I really want to. You're out of my grasp, and out of touch. You're three classrooms and four months worth of conversation late, and I'm owning up to the fact that I never made an effort to bring you back any way.


And starting next week, you'll be next to me every day.

2 o'clock means an hour and thirty five minutes of the look on your face when you're not getting what you want, and the way you'll smile when you're too polite to let someone know that you want to gouge their eyes out.

An hour and thirty five minutes to watch you watch me walk in to the bathroom, your eyebrow raise when I return and you realize that the outline in my pocket is giving away the fact that I was only in there to make a phone call. You'll wonder who it was to, but you'll know it's not your place to ask - not any more. If you did, I'd lie, and that'll make you bite your inner cheek.

I'll talk to them and you'll talk to others.
We'll meet in the middle for awkward conversation and nostalgic moments of renewed bonding.
We'll meet in the middle for obligatory catching up, because we love each other too much to really let go.

We'll meet in the middle, but nothing's ever going to give again.


Good bye,
seventh
eighth and
ninth grade.
My partner in crime and
my bundle full of memories.