interactions with the past

Wow. You again, after so many years.  And of course; introductions, niceties, pretence and ‘how are you’s’.  I wonder if he even knows who I am, if you’ve even ever mentioned me.  We were a huge part of each others lives way back when, but it seems we have each faded into the distance for one another, like fading oblivion.  
 
Guess who’s a city chick now?  No longer a country girl, but you know we both were once.  And I guess it’s too late to turn back the clock.  
 
Awkwidity? You bet. Never thought it would’ve turned out like this.  
 
And look at you, a graduate.  And me, going into third year, still with no idea what I want to do.  My ENTER may have been .5 higher, but you always had more ambition.  Am I jealous of you? Nah, not really. I’m happy with how my life’s turning out.  And I sure hope you’re happy with yours.