"I was taken away before I sink in deep enough to any ones memory."
I was in my cousin's best friend's debut when this came to me. While we were eating such delicious food in such a fine place, one of my former classmates showed the crowd an audio-visual presentation about the debutant. While we were watching, I noticed that I was in the early parts of the video but as it continuous, I was literally out of the picture.
I am not mad at the one who made it, as if there was a reason to be mad about. I was just upset because there was a point in time that we were close friends and I haven't been there to take part in her most important memories.
After a long while of thinking, I realized that my high school life was equally divided in two parts. And if in one part I was not that significant, theoretically, I am not significant enough to the other.
I remember my old pals, they would go the MOA, all 3 of them and i have no idea if they were wondering if I would like to hang out with them. I got to join them once but ...I don't know, I'm just sayin'. XP
I have best friends from those different schools and every time I try to reconnect with them, I always come up short. Lack of interest, lack of resources and lack reason. Or maybe it is the fear of being rejected by people whom I left behind. I think I am afraid to know for certain that they were able to continue their lives without me. I was afraid that my presence really did not matter at all.
Maybe I was just destined to be forgotten.
"Smile! Everything gets a lot better after that." >=)
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