Where are you?
Where did you go?
We've walked so far away from each other. I can't hear you anymore - are you still there? Do you smile when you catch a glimpse into my life? Do you still glance back? Do you still think about me and how I'm doing?
I'm on the right track for my life, though. I just like to look around for you sometimes. Because, sometimes you're still the first person I'd like to tell about something happening in my life.
YOU ARE READING
Notes from the Mind
PoetryI often have many thoughts on my mind, so, here are most of them trickled down into perceivable words. And maybe you can find yourself in them too.
