i always wonder how the people who's left me or those i've left are doing
not because i want to reach out to them
but because its odd how we shared
all these memories,
conversing every single day
like you knew this person
so so so so well
and well, now you don't
i wonder if they think about
what i've been up to as well
maybe they don't
maybe they do
but know that i am thinking of you
stuck in ancient days as some may say,
i do not wish to look back
at what's done and gone
for i have no intention
of returning back into your lives
nonetheless, you'll all forever be immortalised
through the words i write and the thoughts i ponder about at night
