The way it should be

This poem is about my friend, from whom I got separated for several years. Before we got separated, we had been very close friends. Since our childhood, we played in the same neighborhood for sixteen years. We studied in the same school. We were practically best pals. Recalling the past, we used to go to the woods and explore the surroundings. Then, we'd end up sitting on a huge rock overlooking the city. We would talk about a lot of things. We had a lot of things in common. We even shared our dreams. Those were just a part of the memorable moments we had. Before long, we grew up and went to study for a different school. At present, we have poor communication, since you studying far from our hometown. Indeed, we had a lot of memorable moments we shared for a long time. Now that we have been far from each other, I miss her so much. But I know that we will always be the best pals.