I'm losing it.
I really think I am losing it.
Years ago in Jr. High there was this boy and this girl. They enjoyed hanging out and talking with each other. They would walk together during the breaks and have a merry old time. Unfortunately, the boy did the girl a great wrong. Some random asshats who never bothered talking with the boy before told him that the girl was a little strange and that he shouldn't hang out with her.
So he started seeing her less and less, all because of some random assed peer presure. She probably would have been his first real girlfriend had he not shot that option down with his callous ways. They drifted apart and many years passed, till about Christmas Time this year. The boy was walking through his hometown mall with his sister, shopping for their parents when out of the corner of his eye he saw a very familiar face. It looked like her, older of course, but he couldn't be sure. After all this time he had learned a great many things and he knew that he did her a wrong.
The boy-o is me and what I did weighs heavy on my head. I know her name now, I'd forgotten it a while back. I wonder if she remembers me and I wonder if I should just let it go. Karma has probably delt me my fate for that infraction allready. But. Should I chase this phantom of my past and make amends?
Years ago in Jr. High there was this boy and this girl. They enjoyed hanging out and talking with each other. They would walk together during the breaks and have a merry old time. Unfortunately, the boy did the girl a great wrong. Some random asshats who never bothered talking with the boy before told him that the girl was a little strange and that he shouldn't hang out with her.
So he started seeing her less and less, all because of some random assed peer presure. She probably would have been his first real girlfriend had he not shot that option down with his callous ways. They drifted apart and many years passed, till about Christmas Time this year. The boy was walking through his hometown mall with his sister, shopping for their parents when out of the corner of his eye he saw a very familiar face. It looked like her, older of course, but he couldn't be sure. After all this time he had learned a great many things and he knew that he did her a wrong.
The boy-o is me and what I did weighs heavy on my head. I know her name now, I'd forgotten it a while back. I wonder if she remembers me and I wonder if I should just let it go. Karma has probably delt me my fate for that infraction allready. But. Should I chase this phantom of my past and make amends?