a conclusion

How do you get from one point to another? From being one call away to completely unreachable From being just like sisters to strangers I think about what we have gone through and where we are now, and I feel confused. I thought this friendship would last You were always there when I needed you to be, my best friend. But our friendship was engulfed by waves of drama, too many unspoken words and meaningless smiles I never really told you how I felt. Sometimes it's too late to save these kind of things I often thought about how I could rebuild it, but I don't know where to start and we are different people now. I realize that you are like modeling clay with no real shape of your own, simply conforming to what people want you to be So I should've known that you would not stay the same. I'm sorry for hurting you, but I don't want to feel bad anymore You never understood some things, and you seldom meant your sorrys. Please think of me in the same way I think of you.. a happy memory, a person I won't ever forget an essential part of my past, my growing up with no visible place in my present.