Lazy Sunday Afternoon.

Well well well, what do we have here? a lazy sunday afternoon. man i can't even begin to try and remember when the last time was that I had a whole day to myself. 
This was not by choice, let me tell you. I had the full intention of studying all day today with Mr.Mackenzie Fenton, but unfortunately, he is off at the White Caps game #kicksumbutt, so, here I am, alone with my computer, writing nonsense to a blog, waiting for my hair to dry, and contemplating on taking a nap at 5pm. Any takers? 

On this Sunday after noon, Ive cleaned and organized a few things, here and there you know? 
While going through some boxes, I came across a small metal jewelry box with an image of the eiffel tower on it, I opened it up and inside was a ring, that had been smashed into 3 pieces. 

I remember this ring.

This was the ring that I and four other friends bought.
you know the one, you've all done it.
the only thing is, we did this when we were all 18, adults.
thought we meant something to each other and that we were something.
the brat pack, all together, in it forever.

for years we would ride in K's car, blasted music, hair blowing in the wind, screaming out the window...well maybe not that last part, but you get the image, the relationship we all had with each other, how tightly knit everything was and how there was not even a doubt in my mind that someday this dream would come to an end.

It happened, the worst of the worst, one by one we started to grow up.
School
Dating
Moving
Travelling
Work
Marriage
all had a factor in what we thought was forever. All of it.
there was no relationship more significant than the other and no absence that was missed less. 
We all knew it was happening, wether we liked it or not, this brat pack was dwindling to a 3 pack..2 pack..alone. 
Ive never been able to forgive myself for being the first one to 'throw the towel in' 
if I had maybe tried harder, hung out longer, didn't get in that relationship, didn't start school so soon, theres so many things that i could've done differently, that would've affected all of our lives differently.
But I guess, If one leaves, others begin to follow. 

Dont you dare think for a second that I don't think about those slurpee runs, those late nights at MrMikes or endless, meaningless driving for hours on end. Dont ever think for a second that Ive forgotten the times that were spent together, the secrets that were shared, the smiles that were exchanged and the laughs that seemed to echo forever.
I miss you; I miss you all.
Theres still a hole in my heart, no matter the time that passes, tears that are shed or serious talks that are had about how good we used to be together.
I still miss it all, and think about it often.
Like the ring itself, It was whole, it was strong, it was bright and shiny, but it broke. with one hit, on one table, it smashed in to pieces, all gone their separate ways. 

I miss you.
I love you.
I hope you're all doing well, Maybe we can go for slurpee sometime.