I think of thoughts
That take me places
Find new friends
Meet old faces

I think of stories
That make me forget
The hurt and pain
But mostly regrets.

I think of times
When life was smooth sailing
Always a light ahead
Not tunnels darkening

This wanderlust
This need for a change
These old town people
Will always stay the same.

All these thoughts of mine
Are fleeting flights of fantasy
Where I’m not saying goodbyes
Just making new memories.