Um Alright?

I remember when we were friends.
We used to laugh and walk down the
hallway with smiles on our faces,
loud stupid things spewing from our mouths and
inside jokes about crazy hair and weird sayings.
I remember when we talked.
We used to stay up late on twitter ranting about things
only each other knew about,
texting each other pictures and
saying words only we knew.
I remember when you cared.
You'd ask me if everything was okay and
actually wait for a response.
I remember when this happened.
Out of the blue like why aren't we talking like
I don't understand
like
what.
happened.
Is it the partying with your new friends and
your stupid, mundane new vocabulary?
(I'll admit. That was harsh.)
Is it the poison you inject to alleviate the weight of
the rock and stone?
(Okay maybe not all my facts are straight.)
Was it the fact that I'm no good for you
with my antics and issues, laugh and tears?
(That's fine.)
If this has taught me anything, it's that
life is a game of
Memory.
Flip a card over once, but remember where it lands.
Don't pick it again.


**Well that really wasn't a poem. Well maybe. Who knows.**