Entered that world once again,
and there he is, my dear friend gone.
I send a friend request, despite —
Just need a moment to pretend.
* * *
After leaving Facebook last year, I’ve struggled to keep in touch with a handful of close friends, scattered around the world. And so, I’ve rejoined, and plan to keep my account very private, and for the specific purpose of communicating with these people.
And in my browsing, as I set up my new account, I come upon the People You May Know list, and there he is. I knew he was here — for the past three years, I’ve never forgotten where to find him — and yet his profile surprises me, just for a second.
I’m grateful for this moment, this reminder, and while I’m someone who tends to purge and delete, this is one trace on the internet — from my past, from my life — that I don’t ever want to disappear.