for you, because it's been awhile

i knew you once but now you are foreign to me. i remember how we felt like we were capable of so much, how we felt like we could take on the world, but you burnt that bridge down as quickly as we built it up. i don't regret it but i sure as hell question it. i remember moving. we moved like we were scared of the dark, close and safe, blind and fumbling. we didn't want to look back but we were even more worried of looking ahead. so there we stayed, locked in that moment, wading in the darkness, forcing the hands on the clock to stop from ticking away, pushing us into a future we weren't ready for. i always convinced myself this was the right thing to do but i've learned a lot since then. it didn't last long, it was inevitable that the clock hands would ignite and set fire to our plan and that bridge and our bones and we would be forced to move on, but for the time being it was nice. every shard of it has stayed in my mind as a comfortable memory to cling onto with delicate fingers and i appreciate every ounce of your being. i hope you are well. i know you'll do something big. you deserve to.