Are We?

I wonder if I matter to you as much as you matter to me. If what we went through, all the firsts we had, the memories we made, are forgotten to you.

Because there are some days I wonder why we didn't work out, and if one day you and I will take on the world together, like we once did.

Because I'm hoping that I'm not the only one to miss what we had. And as I've fallen in and out love,and gotten my heart broken, it occurs to me that there wasn't anything really wrong with us.

Except for the time.

And if I remember correctly, we were best friends, and we told each other things no one else knew. You were the only person who could calm me down, because you were the one person who listened instead of criticizing me, and none of that has changed.

As I write this, and think about what happened in the end, I wonder if you and I are really done, for good.

Are we?