Looking into the face of a stranger,
Feeling a million feelings,
A thousand memories come back
At once,
Like a bizarre dream...
And I long,
And I miss,
And I wonder,
Who I don't know anymore.
Laughed together,
Shared our thoughts on life and a bottle of coke.
How could you be a stranger?
The shadow of who I knew
Is on your face,
A face I don't know
A different face,
A different person,
A different time...
And we say hi.
Oh swirling whirling strange thoughts, man..
As two perceptions collide!
Longing, missing..
Wondering,
What's inside
Your mind
All the time.
I know you,
And you're gone,
Passing by,
It was nice.















Comments
It has a lot of emotion put in to it, and it shows.
Memories are strange things.
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