Two Years...

Our eyes met from across the room.  We simply bonded, instantly.  From that moment, we were always there for each other, like two peas in a pod.

But that was two years ago.  Now I feel like you are slowly abandoning me.  Driving me down a highway, then dropping me off without a backwards glance.  Leaving me behind.  You don't call me anymore, and you never pick up any of my calls.  You don't answer the door for me anymore.  You simply don't care.

What happened?  Where did we go wrong?  If I could reverse time to when I could lean my head on your shoulder, your silky hair brushing my face, I would.  

I tried to mend our friendship like stitching a rip in a pair of jeans.  But that rip only grew bigger as I weaved the needle faster and faster, desperate.  Soon, the pair of jeans was torn in half, my heart shattered into shards.  

My last glimpse of you was when you were at the neighborhood Starbucks, another girl's head leaning on your shoulder, you whispering secret words to her.  You have left me and found another friend to share a piece of your heart with.

The next day, you vanished.  Leaving town without a trace, leaving me and our memories behind.