on ghosts

I was afraid- Afraid of the emptiness. Afraid of the silence. Afraid of my ghosts. Now they're here. We can share laughter, Talk about old times, It's not so bad.- Bishop Allen (Ghosts are Good Company)
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When she mentioned your name,

the awkward boy on the couch across from me motions between me and our mutual friend,

I told her to call me when you got together. God, I still remember when-

I tune out as he tells a story about my junior year biology class.

Jesus. That's six years ago. Six years? Six years and this kid across from me turns 18 on Monday.

When did I get so old?

When did I become that person people used to remember from high school?

I need out of this town, fast.