When I think of you
I look back ten years
To a time when I did not know what I wanted
If I had known then what I do now
Things would have been so different
You are like a memory of childhood
It’s been so long now
There is no telling if our friendship is based more on
Trying to remember the good times
Ignoring the bad times
Or just basing it on this long break with phone calls
And emails where we both seem satisfied
And yet somewhat dead
I don’t have to close my eyes
To picture yours looking back into them
And I am excited
About the chance of seeing you again
After all these years
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