Jeremy held the door open as Trisha got out. The movie had been cheesy and Kirsten and Chris had made out the whole time, but the event had sparked some deep conversations. Jeremy was a great guy. He was polite, caring, and even somewhat musical. Okay, so he played the piano when he was seven. But he did appreciate many types of music and he could sing, at least to some extent. Trisha was glad she had gone out with him.
"I had a good time."
"Really? I wasn't sure, because I mean, the movie sucked."
"But it gave us a chance to talk, so it was nice."
"I'm sorry about Chris and Kirsten, he's um…inclined to having busy hands."
She laughed. "Don't worry about it. I hardly noticed."
He simply raised an eyebrow. "But in any case, would you want to go out again? Sometime? Maybe?"
She smiled. That was exactly how Isaac had asked her out again. "I'd love to."
"Trish, I'm really glad you could come."
"Sure, ya' know, what are friends for?"
Julia smiled. "I just need to work on a few songs."
Trisha nodded. "Which ones?"
"Dreams and Where Can We Go Now?"."
"Okay. So let's work them out." Trish collected her guitar in her arms, and situated herself calmly onto the floor. She found the right chords and began to strum as Julia nearly flawlessly sang each song.
"What was the problem?" Trisha asked, smiling. "They sounded fine."
"I just wanted to make sure. And I wanted to talk to you."
"About what?"
"Okay, see I know that I've been kind of a bitch lately. I haven't treated anybody, except myself very nicely. I know that. And I feel bad for it, I really do. I try to be a better person, but it's hard. I feel like I have to find something about myself that's better than everyone else so that I'll be 'worth-while' or whatever. It's not that I mean to make anyone feel bad, I just want to find a way to make myself feel better. I just wanted you to know that."
Trisha hung her head in thought. "You're not a bad person Jules. I know that. We've been best friends for a long time. Sometimes I wonder about you though."
"Wonder what?"
"Whether or not you care about our friendship as much as I do."
"Of course I do!"
"Really?"
"If I didn't I wouldn't even have brought all this up."
Trisha sat, thinking, finally she reached over to her guitar case. "I want to show you something I wrote."
"You keep your songs in your guitar case?"
"Yeah, they're pretty safe there. I don't let anyone I don't trust anywhere near it."
"What is the song about?"
"Us." Trisha struck the chords and sang the tunes for Julia. Her voice was thin, and quiet, but it had a pure, gentle quality to it. She was not amazing, but you could tell she had incredible talent.
I remember (I Love You Goodbye)
It's been a long time
It's been a good time
But all good things
Come to an end.
We have our memories
We have our hearts
No matter what,
We'll still be friends.
I remember summer nights
I remember late phone calls
I remember promises
I remember it all
Oh, I remember
I love, you goodbye.
Everyone has bad times
We've had more than our share
Still, we've had so many good times
Sweet memories I bare.
I have your love
You have mine too.
True friends forever,
I promise you
I remember summer nights
I remember late phone calls
I remember promises
I remember it all
Oh, I remember
I love, you goodbye.
I screamed at the sky
As the storm raged through
I stood a helpless child
With nothing to cling to
I've cursed at my God
For the mistakes I've made
And time and time again,
For our friendship I couldn't save.
I remember,
I won't forget.
I remember,
Is to late?
I remember summer nights
I remember late phone calls
I remember promises
I remember it all
Oh, I remember
I love, you goodbye.
We were once children,
I grew up with you.
I stood in your shadow,
I was nothing next to you.
We were once best friends,
You grew under me.
You supported the ego,
Of a blind and helpless me.
But I miss,
All your calls.
Summer nights,
Friendly fights.
And I remember.
I won't forget.
Tell me angel,
Is it too late?
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