Sunday, January 9, 2011

strangers

Sometimes I think about what my friends will look like in the future
But I know, I'll never know
It's just to hard to tell, the faces from one another
Its just a blur, from color to our differences
Questions rise
Scar tissue and Re-alignment
But is that even him?
Is he still the same?
Is he thinking the same, "why can't i remember his name?"
So we just walked on by
Sending monotone glances at each others eyes
Trying to remember a story or even our last goodbyes
Did it end bad or did we leave this relationship mutually
and our remembrance is just fine
I swear,
It was like two strangers met for the first time.

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