Thinking About a Potentially Awkward Interaction with an Old Friend

I don't know when I will see you again

Don't know what it is now or if we're still friends

And I'm sure if we did we'd have so much to say

But we'd both be polite and then just walk away

'Cause I know we wouldn't like it

The pair of us reminded by the other of the worst we can be

All growth and shifting mindsets

Undone by seeing someone somehow immediately

Loving scenes played out in my head

All the things that you taught me and all the things that you said

So, to be honest, I've missed you, but I've pushed it away

Because the hurt that you've caused me sticks with me to this day

Well, memory's sure, they're precious, that's true

But I don't want to make any new ones with you

And I'm sure that it's mutual

To see you as I am now would just be unusual

It would be nice to underline it

I know we're both doing fine without the other in our life

And I would rather be lethargic than nostalgic

For a time when I liked myself less, which, sadly, you have come to represent

And I don't think my brain deserves it

To relive what I have left behind, but seeing you conjures most of time

Like fits of rage in the shower, getting drunk every hour

Becoming perfectly content with being someone you resent

And all the ways we felt we've never talked about

We just whispered all amongst our friends and now we're also losing touch with them

I don't know when I'll see you again

I know I don't want to, childhood friend

I give your actions more power, it's unfair but true

I just walk away, I like the distance from you

Yes, time away has taught me that I like this distance from you