As I wondered where I went wrong

We were attached at the hip—

like sisters one could say.

We did everything together.

We would skip around the playground

and laugh as we went down

the big red slide,

side by side.

We made music videos

thinking our dancing was good

and had multiple sleepovers in a row,

staying up until the bags were so big under our eyes

that we had no choice but to close them.

But then one day

you stopped coming.

You stopped responding

and I became nothing but a memory

that floated away into the clouds

like ashes in the wind.