Seems like it was yesterday when we were still here.
Now I am here, and you are there.
Did we grow up? or did we grow apart?
Many questions left unanswered.
Or was it just a memory?
Maybe it was just the past.
It’s been awhile since I wrote.
It’s like I forgotten how it was like to express myself.
In a manner in which I not only connected with you, but with me.
Like a ticking time bomb, the setting of the sun, signaling the end of time.
The end of everything.
And then it begins again.