I stare at my computer screen looking a pictures of friends that used to be closer.
Damn, Facebook...now connected to the feeling that I'm not really connected to those who I used to be.
435 friends...just faces and names, status updates and random comments to piece together how your life is.
I hate when I stare at a new picture and have to figure out how this person has changed in ways and how I haven't been there.
A new relationship or now I'm single update to your information reads love and loss and I'm not sure how to respond
to someone, we haven't talked in ages and I don't think you will remember why I care about you.
I hurts to know your miles away and right here, its nice to know that you are doing well.

Sometimes I miss my letters, handwritten to where you can see the anguish or the happiness in the letters that lay on the page.
Sometimes I miss you something fierce and I hope that the next time we meet won't be in years but I know it's somehow harder
to be here...or be there...
Sometimes I miss those days, when I could walk to your house or see you everyday at school or see your smile, hear you laugh...
Sometimes I wonder if you miss me too...cause your life is still going 500miles per hour and
Sometimes I feel I'm just standing there.

Sometimes...