Heartstrings

Like moving to a new home in the same town

It can never be the same twice 

 

All the days we’ve spent growing up apart  

All the days we will continue not to know each other 

All the days we will become more and more our own as we become less and less each others

 

Stories are happening to us and we don’t pick up the phone to call and tell about them with excitement still in our voices 

 

New life has become us and will continue to become us

No more hellos or how are you’s or ice cream sandwiched between two fresh out of the oven chocolate chip cookies 

No more childhood stars on the ceiling to watch over us as we sleep 

 

Stark stale silence

Forever to fill the space in between us

 

Funny how happy I am, despite the whole thing