Nostalgia

My radio just started an old Backstreet Boys song. At first it hits me as goofy, but my laziness to flip through the song has me sitting here listening to how these five men will never break my heart.

But then it hits me: the last time I listened to this song, I was belting it out at the top of my lungs in the car. I was in high school.

I used to listen to the BSB with my best friend in the world. Unfortunately, life has pulled us apart, though we still talk. It's been ages since we sat around talking for hours let alone lived in the same city.

At that time, we were young girls who obsessed about boy bands. We were in denial we were growing up. Concepts like careers and our own children were foreign to our reality, although it never was far from our dreaming minds.

This song, no matter how cheesy, reminds me of fun times with my best friend. I've never been that close with any other person and miss her greatly.

(I guess we're just going to have to move to the same city.)