dear ex best friend,

 

I miss you so.

it’s ridiculous, I know.

it’s stupid, it’s silly, it’s hopelessly pathetic!

that I should miss someone

 

(that I should miss you)

 

who made me upset and frenetic,

hopeless and lost.

Me, the hopeful and empathetic!

turned to frost.

 

you hurt me.

you lied to me, you lied about me!

how could you.

 

well, anyway, I’m sorry.

for whatever I had done.

to make you hate me more than you hate calamari!

I remember teasing you a ton

for that strange and specific distaste.

oh, the little jokes we had!

forever now a mental waste.

what shall I do now with the song lyrics,

the pictures, the inside jokes,

the knick-knacks, the memories,

the life-long hopes.

 

do you remember?

how we planned our life careers?

when we got out of high school,

and on to our college years,

how we’d look up the miles

between our dream schools

as if distance would be the true trial

of our friendship’s strength.

 

we were our own problem.

 

sincerely,

Me.