we were sitting in her car again in front of the place i should’ve been inside twenty minutes prior. we were talking about friends and best friends, and i talked about cranberry juice and facebook messages to new york and liverpool and sometimes i wonder who will still be here, we both wonder, who will you still find at your side in ten years? sometimes it baffles me to realize that the girl i watched embroidery on the first day of high school is now the girl i am delighted to see everyday and do coolkid projects with six years later.

time is a funny thing. life is a funny thing. and hours in her car remind me of the things i hold dear, and how i forget to tell them so. but i’m always glad i tell her so, because she’s become the most important of everything.

here’s a new note on my to-do list: tell the people who matter that they matter. because when you forget, they forget, and everybody forgets. don’t forget. because you’ll remember later, when you’re all alone.