A friend of mine left today--actually, I showed up a day late. He left yesterday. I was convinced it was gonna be tomorrow, that we would have today--tonight together.

I was obviously wrong.

My friend left yesterday. I keep thinking back to this one time, when I was rummaging through his stuff and left a note: 'I stole something. Will return it later...mebbe...'

An hour later, I found a piece of cloth on the table had been written on.

'What? My heart?'

I chuckled and finished what I had started, thinking about our friendship and wondering at those words...

Heh.

My best friend left a day ago.

I'm not sure what to do now.

No more Friday night dinners and a movie. No more jokes about this and that. No more putzing around town instead of being in class...

That's all gone now.

I miss him more than I thought I would...

...

Wonder if it means anything....