Atlantis sank again

Nostalgic memories, dyslexic dreams, shattered to the utmost oblivion in days to come. Free your soul, speak your mind. If only it were that easy. If things spoken, were done. If things felt, were shown. But then again, if life were perfect would it be worth living?Winter creeps up and if memory serves, it is that which brought us together in the first place. Cold and alone we long for shelter, for something to thaw the tears frozen to our faces. For knitted warmth for our frostbitten hearts. hands reached out and grasped as we shared our dreams., goals, aspirations and life. All on the same wavelength we prayed for solace from the snow that so blinded us. Together we build a future, together we meld the past, together we destroy the bonds that we thought were permanent. And what have we to show for it? But fearful happiness and distant looks of solidarity.. Standing on your own two feet seems so much harder when you're alone. But our paths divided and we took the steps we did to build a better singular us. And as the sounds of those last goodbyes, those final footsteps recede into the forest of our minds, all I know to feel  is loss. The spring brought growth and the summer brought the fevered end to what seemed like the most beautifully ironic and redundant relationship a group can perceive. Looking back on it, we smile for the strength we've shared in such a short time can not compare to any
we will find in the future. But as the leaves swirl their brightly colored symphony it's hard to wonder what if. What if things ended differently or didn't end at all and just progressed to a higher level. What if the fights, hardships and sadness hadn't been advertised to the world, but kept between our tightly knit friendship. What of our silent longings and wishes had been voiced instead of being churned in our old souls. What if we had never said goodbye and let life move over us instead of longing for yesterday gone by.  As the air cools and the comfort of a warm sweater and friendship are needed. I look to you my friends, my associates and now just barely my acquaintances and wonder what it would be like if we had never forgotten to say; I need you now, I missed your sweet voice or more importantly if we had never forgotten the deep down, turmoiled and distinctly important meaning of the words I Love You