History

                                                History

We have so much history

We grew up together

Now we hardly speak to each other

We use to jump the fence with each other

Now we are standing on the other side of the fence barely looking at each other

Your mother was like my mother

Now we don't even know one another

I never thought I would be looking through the looking glass

We have, had so much history now shake hands with my past

This time has come to pass

I can't say you are not missed

But I can't say I regret this

Some may think it's cold for letting go

But only me and you know

Knowing someone since you were a few years old

Does not mean you two will grow old

Always think of you but made an art form of letting go