A day in my life right now, is simply a recollection of the days when I was still a part of that crowd…
The past remain with me…
Though I almost forgot everything…
I am here…
Talking about those silly things again…
Those silly things my heart long for…
My life is not different to a collage…
A collage of the people I’ve met, of the places I’ve been to, and of the moments I’ve always been thinking of…
It’s all coming back to me…
All at once…
I’m beginning to let go…
But my heart kept me holding on…
I want to see all of us again…
On those special places…
If the hands of time would ever turn against its ceaseless flow…
I would be leaving myself undecided…
I would feel no guilt that way…
Because that is really what I want things to be…
Like those days…
