The Drift

When was the last time we talked? The day you visited me at my universe and I didn’t feel alone.

When was the last time you smiled at me? The last moment you flashed me with that light that pierces through my eyes and straight to my soul.

When was the last time we did crazy things? The point we wreaked havoc. When we didn’t think of our actions and danced with danger.

When was the last time you cared? The era I existed. When I was more than a friend unlike now that I am less than a stranger.

When were those last times?

I can only remember the firsts.

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