I took a walk today and I passed by your old house. It was still daytime so I couldn't pause too long for fear of being a peeping tom, and we all know that this neighborhood has enough of those. But anyways, I peeked in what used to be your front window and everything looked the same with the yellow light hitting everything in its way, the curtains pulled to reveal the sliding glass door, and the same sense of emptiness because the house's inhabitants are just as busy as your family was. It's weird to know everything about a house without knowing anyone living in it. It's weird to know what it feels like to take a swim in the pool located in the backyard that now belongs to complete strangers. But most of all, it's weird (the good weird) that regardless of how far you live away or how little I get to see you, we are still the best of friends. I hope it stays that way even if we end up barefoot and pregnant and live a million miles away from each other.
Love,
Your "Diamond Hood Sista" or whatever it was we called ourselves..
i miss you. i'm sorry i didn't send you a picture of my hair yet, but i've been looking gross ever since my bday. i'm literally ill. i heard that dee is getting another divorce. exciting. i cant wait to live next to you again...one day...even if it is just a dream.
ReplyDeleteplus, you can always go visit josh across the street for a scary time.