So here’s the truth.
I do miss you, and it’d be silly for me to think otherwise.
You were a great friend.
But, now its come to this.
I know by your photographs, monthly texts
and I can only guess at the life you now have.
I’m not upset. These things happen all the time.
We were put in each others lives for a certain time
And that time was really fanstastic.
But now? Now our timing isn’t matched and our friendship wouldn’t be quite right.
The friendship we would couldn’t give justice to the friendship we had then.
So I’ll just remember us for what we were, and be content
Not to taint the memory of it all.
