I used to know you so well,
but now I know nothing.
Time changes so many things
including ourselves.
This new you is a stranger to me.
The old you, now only a memory.
I miss the way things used to be.
I miss the person you were to me,
but now you have gone and I sit here
and wonder who you are now and if
we will ever meet again.
Will the memories I hang on to of you ever come back to life?
Will this stranger you have become return to me as a friend once more?
Or will we go our separate ways and forget who we used to be?
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 9:36 PM UTC
I used to know you so well,
but now I know nothing.
Time changes so many things
including ourselves.
This new you is a stranger to me.
The old you, now only a memory.
I miss the way things used to be.
I miss the person you were to me,
but now you have gone and I sit here
and wonder who you are now and if
we will ever meet again.
Will the memories I hang on to of you ever come back to life?
Will this stranger you have become return to me as a friend once more?
Or will we go our separate ways and forget who we used to be?
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