I can't help but wonder...

do my old friends ever think of me? People I was once close to and have since lost touch... do they, like me, look at something and think of times long past? I'm simply in one of those moods where I cannot help but regret those friendships I've let slip away. The angry conversations that ended it. With some, I remember the last time we spoke. That very last coversation. And I remember slowly letting go of those few reminders I had left. It's weird. With all the technology and the search engines, the people I really want to find have simply disappeared.