It has been a while since we have been our old selves, when we talk, and I feel like I have forgotten who you used to be. You most certainly think that I have changed. Funny thing is, everybody else has noticed the changes in us but they never notice the change in the way we see each other. I think about it sometimes. I don't blame them. How can they know? They have not been a part of what we had built all on our own. A world that was sheltered from all prying eyes and eavesdropping ears. There was no need of anyone other than us in this world. We never felt lonely.
Lately though all that has changed a little. You no longer need me.
There used to be an urgency in the way you would tell me about your day, about how you felt, and about what you thought about the things that I had to say. There used to be a twinkle in your eyes when they would see me, and an interesting sort of excitement would be apparent on your face. You wanted me to tell you things. Things about the world, things about life, and these things made you think. You thought about them and you told me what you thought of them.
I miss that time.
Now it is a mess of awkwardness at times. There is no twinkle, at least none associated to me. I am a figure, I am a statue, I am an object that is always present and never intriguing. There is no urgency at all, none. There is nothing left to tell, nothing left to share. Oh of course there is stuff that happens everyday, life is a moving force, so a lot of new memories are formed everyday. It is just that sharing them with me is not the first, or the second, or even the third thing on your mind anymore. The only problem is that I have not yet come to terms with this.
I miss the old you. I hate the new me. There is no middle ground. We lost what we had and it has been processed in the garbage disposal of time. The ground beneath our feet, or say our bond, has crumbled. You were quick in finding a new place and I was slow.
I am trying to move through air and find solid ground. I do not like the feeling of falling through space.
I will reach somewhere new. Or I will find you and share your earth again.