Will the friendships I have
endure through the month, through the year, and through my life? The fragile
balance of time spent together and
platonic affection for each other will be lost when I begin to invest all of my time in
grad school, in a significant other, in my
children, in my aging parents and in my
career. Where will that leave us? Are we not the best of friends? And yet where will we be in thirty years?
Will you remember me still? Will we keep in touch?
Life will take us on separate paths, and I will only walk with you a short while together. I hope that our times together will be well spent and full of laughter. But thinking about my life with no you makes me sad.
In a blink of an eye, time will flow by, never reversing. Before we both know it, we won’t even remember each others’ faces.