It was with increasing frequency that my affections dwindled towards them.
I didn't know who she was, or who they were
I didn't know who I was or who he is
I could sometimes see the rift growing larger and deeper as the seconds
the hours
the days, went by
She too seemed to have forgotten who I was.
I was the girl who was always there to listen and provide my input when asked
I was the girl who was always there
He too seemed to have forgotten the love of his life
The fun crazy girl who made him laugh and do the 'never befores',
the risking relationships and pride for a girl 4 years his junior
Or maybe it was the friends that seeked her out when they were in a disposition, for help
Maybe they had forgotten her.