You always think you’re going to stay close to the first friends you had as a child. Maybe there’s just some people you never want to grow apart from.
For me, that person was Callista.

Even when we were kids, Callista was the one everybody wanted to talk to.
All eyes would go to her when she entered a room.

As we grew up, rather than shy away from the light, she learned how to use it to her benefit. She would appear at our hiding spot in the woods with every manner of favor that men had bestowed on her. In those days, we feasted like royalty.

I suppose it was only a matter of time until she left.
I don’t hold it against her, the finest ships are not meant for harbor.
I just hope that she thinks of me. While she’s having her adventures around the world, maybe she looks up and laughs about a joke that she realizes no one else there knows but her.

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