We haven't talked for a while
And it makes me sad
That I can't quite remember your smile.

The last time I saw you was back then
On that elementary school party in fourth grade
When we were excited because we felt so mature
But oddly enough we were just ten.

You've always loved the same books as me
And I can picture us
Playing in the garden
Hiding behind some stupid tree.

I loved you
Platonically
But ironically
You never contacted me again.

Was I worth nothing for you?
Because sometimes it kind of feels like it
Why?
I don't have a clue.