all that’s left

faded memories

are all that is

left, save for a few

blurred images

quickly snapped

when no one was

looking straight into

the lense.

we stood next

to one another

not realizing that

those moments were it.

our final destination,

of sharing laughter

and believing in

that bond as

friend.

I look at our

faces,

the way our gaze

stretches out

over the choppy water

looking into a future

that isn’t there.

could we have known

it was all about

to end?

even now

it is difficult recalling

that we were

ever really friends.

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