A Ghost From The Past
I have kind of fun news for myself. Weird news anyway. I first got online about 7 or 8 years ago, I was 12..now nearly 20…and I met some one and we remained online friends for a very long, long time. We talked about everything, love, the world, movies, music…..you name it, well except politics.. I don’t remember talking politics..but anyway, we were always there for eachother to share the good times and the bad..and there was definately a lot of bad. She was there through the break up with my ex, the many times my mom up and moved us, the hardships in school and with friends I saw daily. I could tell her anything and vis-versa. I was there for her when she went through counselors, depression, hiding her homosexuality from her parents and for a while, herself. Even though we lived so far apart we were still deeply connected.
One day we stopped talking. I don’t know why..or when..or how it came to be that way. I guess life got crazy for us both. Maybe its been 2 or 3 years I guess…Almost 4 really, I haven’t spoken to her the whole time I have been with my current boyfriend. I’ve missed her. I love my friends I have here dearly, but they’re always busy and wrapped up in their own lives. Lately I have missed my old friend, I’ve been desperate for some one to talk to so bad. She’s always been in the back of my mind. Wondering where she was in life, was she happy, did she think about me and the friendship we had?
Well I was going through e-mails from my ex, and I have a LOT of them. I am actually printing them all up and putting them in chronological order. Because how cool would it be years from now to look back on that? To see what was so important to us now that probably is meaningless or something then? But anyway, while going through them, she was mentioned a lot. Mostly because I relied on her and I decided it was time to see if we still could have the friendship we had when we were just girls. So I wrote her. She wrote back…and now we’re talking again as if years have never gone by! It feels weird though. I must admit. We’re two different people now. Sometimes there are awkward silences, but it feels comfy and natural and I have realized how much time has been wasted by not talking. She has called several times, and although I initiated the reuinion, I like that its not me making all the efforts. I’ve been waiting for that….