Remember me? A long time ago, you and I, we used to be close friends...present day...you probably have no idea who I am. I've become this long forgotten figment of your mind, Is it because I never really wanted you to see what I looked like back then? Or merely the lack of convince of the time, no digital cameras, no scanner, no picture. I guess I didn't try hard enough, and honestly I think it's because I never thought I would have to fight to find the truth, fight to find out if that friendship was real, fight to see if I'm real in your world. I guess I always believed that you and I were just that...you and I, that we fit together and would be friends no matter how long we didn't talk to one another, I loved you...not in that sense but in the sense that you were family, you were like an older brother to me...and I guess I always believed that it would always be that way no matter what, but...I was wrong.
I never thought that I would be fighting this fight...the fight to find out the truth. Not to say its not a fight worth fighting...if that makes any sense. A couple weeks ago I saw you, I told you who I was and all I got was a blank stare...I was heartbroken. You had asked me again what my name was, and maybe I just hoped for some kind of recognition that little voice inside your head yelling at you telling you who I was...nothing. I left the room completely numb and utterly confused. This fragile heart that I prayed to God to keep a comforting hand on...shattered into a million pieces and I didn't know how to take it. I wanted to cry, but I didn't...I wanted to get mad, but I couldn't...I wanted to yell out and ask for the truth, but words wouldn't escape me. I was baffled beyond belief, and then I heard your voice again, and my heart shattered again...realizing the reality of the situation, you had no idea who I was.
It didn't help that night a song I kept close to me was played and I wanted to breakdown right then and there...but I didn't. For some reason or another at that point I was looking at you and your brothers, friends, and everyone else...and something clicked in my mind...something about that situation made me realize that I needed to enjoy what I have when I have it and not to hold on to the past or look towards the future. To enjoy the present, and not dwell in something I couldn't control...and not try to control what I wanted the situation to turn out to be. God and Life that day taught me the biggest lesson I've learned in life...to not try to look into the future but live in the present, let things fall as they may, but don't try to see what will happen in advance, because by doing that, your risking your future and risking the opportunities. I took your friendship for granted when I had it, I learned my lesson and if ever given the opportunity again to share that friendship we had...I would hold onto it and cherish it like I do my close friendships today.
I saw you the next day, you actually bumped into me a few times while you were talking to some people, I didn't say a word, you seem to be walking the same pace I was, but I still didn't say a word. You were always busy, and I didn't feel like it was right, so I stayed behind walking, talking and having fun with my love, every once in a while you'd somehow end up either beside me or around me no matter how hard I tried to avoid it, but I honestly think you didn't notice...the only reason I noticed was because I was being pushed, literally, to notice.
I didn't stay afterwords, I didn't feel like it was right for me to stay at that point and time, maybe because I felt something needed to be done, like time needed to play its course, events need to happen, and maybe...if it's meant to happen, we'll be given that opportunity to meet again. Maybe this time you'll know who I am, and if you don't it's still okay, I'd still fight to find that friendship again, and if it didn't work, then it doesn't work.
I always remember thinking to myself the one thing I wanted the most was to have you there when I would be getting married, having you and other close friends and family beside me, so that I could have all the people I care about the most in the world in one room, even for just that one day. I know now it probably won't be a possibility...we went down two different roads, and even though they may parallel each other, who knows if they will cross and meet again...and even then, would you remember who I was?
Your friendship is something I haven't found in anyone else. I hope you always remember that. It will always be the one thing I wish I could tell you.
Always,
Jamie