We'll all come home as the years Collide

Dear Friend,
If I were to tell you about life here, it would be hard to describe. I feel time moving, yet, like I am stuck in high school with you. I feel like I am going to wake up one day, go back to school and have a purpose as of why I am in my home town still. I will walk through school doors, the little high school I grew up in, where all is comfortable, and sit beside my best friends again. I would see you, and that thing that made me love you would overwhelm me, just like it always did. I laugh to myself when I think about how far we have come, yet, sometimes when you are near we rewind to the beginning. This is the first time I believe it will be different, were different. I don't know if I like that or not.
I am not sure why you came to my mind tonight, we haven't talked for weeks. We have our passing promises to be great friend forever, and I believe it. You are in my heart, and I know that will never pass. It rooted so deeply inside of me- even if I tried to stop loving you, I couldn't. Whenever life gives me difficult situations I always find my last thoughts fall upon you, like a bad habit, you linger. I don't even believe you'd really understand, but, I have never really cared that you don't. You didn't have to understand, I always just had the illusion you would. Silly when we make out people to what we want when really, it could be that they are the farthest from. I don't think I always made you to be what I wanted though, sometimes you surprised me beyond my expectations. I miss that.
I am leaving to go visit friends from last year. And I am so.. overwhelmed with excitement, but I have let this other, thing?, get in my way. I try to think about what you'd tell me to do. I know it'd be simple.. you'd say "Forget it, and just have fun".
Simple, but true.
Thank you.
"We work so hard
to be who we are...
we tell stories from the past..
it's just so good to see you,
And I am not afraid to show it.."