friend.

i heard a laughter in my dream last night
it was that of my friend from first grade
i even remembered her name.

i have not seen her
i have not spoken to her
for almost a decade.

yet, it brought back images
of her light brown hair
and her pointy butt end.

i don’t know where she is
i don’t know who she is
today.

but it was a beautiful reminder
when a “friend” has lost its definition
from that of the yesteryears…

it is these dreams
it is these memories
letting you know
the friend is not forgotten.

One thought on “friend.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s