Nov 13, 2014
11.12.14
when i'm lost, i wonder where you are
and how youve been,
what youre doing.
I havent laid eyes on you since forever
but i still remember how our words touched
and how you made me feel.
I ask myself if youre watching me
or if you wonder about me too,
because i miss our old conversations,
laidback, all entirely real.
We would sit for hours on end
doing and talking about nothing
-- from what i remember anyways.
But its the truthfulness of your words
and the ease and being calm
like i was learning to breathe again
normally this time,
with a clear head and heart,
that made me remember
our uniqueness.
