When you lose a best friend

When we said friends forever and
crossed pinkies like grade-schoolers,
I could only believe those words
lodged in your heart
like they did mine

because every time I think back
I can't help but remember the
late-night conversations
under star lit constellations,
and study sessions where we
learned more about each other
than we did Biology  

but now it's clear
that each beat of your heart
has made those words fade,
and you could care less
about crossed pinkies

but I'll still see you,
and hear your voice
whispering
forever,
and I'll still wish
the meaning hadn't changed-
like you.