Somehow, life drifted me away from the ones who knew. Somehow, bliss remained when all I knew echoed away. life seems to always miss my direction. While time ticks clockwise towards the end... I counterclockwise - towards the beginning. I never really followed lifes rules. Or maybe those rules never really followed me. I leave when I love the most. I miss when they hate the most. I give when I lack. And I lack when I flourish. I miss who I am when lost. I forget who I am when found.