In Search of Lost Time

A few sleepless nights ago, I began reading through some old messages sent years past out of spontaneity. Yet a sudden bout of nostalgia and regret overcame me unexpectedly, and I started to realise that I had lost contact with nearly all of my friends then. All that remains are the dwindling fragments of memories of those moments shared together, but even those are slowly fading away like melting snow.  

It is difficult to think and come to terms with how different we must all be now, and where everyone else is. The chance for us to meet again may be next to nothing. Amber, perhaps one day I'll go back to being complete strangers with you, someone I used to know and care for. Perhaps one day your name would mean nothing to me anymore. Perhaps it just wasn't meant to be, but we never had a chance to say goodbye and get closure. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I miss you, among other people, and those moments we shared so dearly. Because they are not gone, they are still there, just never to be discovered again.  

More importantly, even though I have moved on in life, and stopped thinking about you as time went on, I still miss you. But that's not your fault, that's life. Even so, you still appear in my dreams occasionally. That is the impact that you've left, and I'm grateful that you gave me such an opportunity. Even though you're no longer here, Amber, I will never forget your passion for life