Fourteenth Thought

Thanksgiving fast approaches. Soon I will be seeing... the one I called wonderland, again. It's fitting actually. I am thankful for having known him, and been with him. I'll be seeing him with our mutual friend, and with her the trio will be together again. Though it was the severing the bond I had with... wonderland, that hurt the most, despite the fact the other friend in our group, she has been gone just as long. Though I was in love with wonderland... so I suppose it's excusable. My depression has long since lifted, and my resentment departed. I look at pictures of him smile, remembering the good times with only the slightest longing in my heart. I haven't seen his face, nor heard his voice in a little over two months. There was a time when I thought i could not survive such a thing. I wonder if seeing him again, will tear open wounds nearly healed. Revive sorrows thought dead. With morbid, masochistic curiosity I approach the reuniting of the golden trio. I approach the sun, knowing i may very well burst into flames, and be reduced to ashes.