Thinking Of A Stranger
i get the feeling that nothing will ever be the same. its been four years since i've seen this stranger. even though i've known the stranger my whole life, literally, it feels weird waking up and they are not there anymore. its like they are missing out on so much and so much is missing out on them. i often think about where he is now, what he is doing. he is after all just a distant memory. i think about how i can't see nor hear him, talk to him, whatever it might be. i often find it difficult to work and i see people who either resemble him or sound or even share the same cologne. he was my best friend but now a stranger trying to keep his memory alive.