Sometimes life separates people from each other, like me and someone who used to be my best friend. We were like twins. We went to the same middle school and elementary together. We would shop at Dolphin and buy the same tank tops, jeans, earrings, and bags. We would trade bracelets and fight over the cute boys we saw in the corner of our eyes. Then we would fight some more about petty situations, like missed phone calls or our lack of support for one another when jealous friends would talk behind our backs. Ultimately, despite our clone-aspects, moving from one city to another, from Miami to Kendall shifted our lives entirely.
Looking through my drawer, I still find the eclectic items we used for our friendship bracelets: misc, dented, worn-out, rusted charms that we decorated into our own. We could have thrown them away- sometimes the annoying rattles would just remind me of the past- but for some reason we didn't. Although we didn't lose the tangible, we lost the instangible and valuable friendship we once shared. we stopped calling each other. Our trains of thoughts piled up into nothingness, our snitching remained mute, and our meeting dates for fun girl's night out remained unplanned.
Despite the distance, perhaps time tells what the future holds. Just like I have seen past friends in street corners, shops, even while driving and looking outside the window seeing my first crush, maybe one day I will walk into the same Dolphin stores and see my best friend's familiar Hermione-like face. Maybe one day we will say "hey" instead of "goodbye".
Great post, really introspective and the kind of stuff that makes reading this interesting. That said, is Miami to Kendall that far?
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