I'm okay with that.

Where have you been, darling? We used to know of one another and now we are whispers being carried away with the wind. We are heard in every distant song and seen in every faint smile. We have gone our separate ways. Do you still think of me? I won't lie, I think of you. Sometimes, I think of you more then I should. I will not be ashamed for it either. We have grown and become different people. We no longer need the crutch to sleep, we are no longer being ridiculous. We are here. Here for me is somewhere you aren't, nor probably ever will be. I am finally okay with that. We are the ones that tried so hard only to fail. I am okay with that as well. Sometimes I just wonder, where have you been, darling?