Writing As A Gift

To: My Dearest Friend

It seems you grew up without me. It seems you looked to the horizon and decided the sky was the home you'd been looking for. It seems I looked at the ocean and decided the same thing. It seems we didn't ask each other's permission.
You were always so beautiful, and no one else could see it but me. But then you found someone who made you smile, and I thought everything would stay the same.
I didn't understand what falling in love meant. I didn't realize that I was going to become a fragment of memory in your new world. I didn't know that he would become this paradise for you.
But when I did understand, I was happy for you.
We gave a silent agreement to go along our own separate roads alone. We didn't even say goodbye.
When I saw you again you were older. When I saw you again you were someone new.
We didn't connect anyone.
Our souls had moved along with our bodies. And it was like someone took out a piece of the puzzle that used to be us.
It didn't hurt like I thought it would. I thought I'd miss you more than I did.
But don't think for a moment that I'm not happy for you. Don't think that I don't look back and remember you. I do.
I do remember sunshine and grass and laughter. And I'll cherish the memory forever. But, in the end, that's all it is. A memory. I don't think that's a bad thing. You have your memories and I have mine.
It's your future I'll always wonder about. I wish I could be there to see all the great things you do.
I'll never forget you, and I don't blame you for not being able to make the same promise to me.
Try to be happy.
Try, if you can, to find a way to be happy.

From: Someone You Used To Know