the first

i guess i know it now, even though i'm a bit late. now i know how it feels to know that they are just there, thinking about you as much as you think about them even though you don't talk much anymore. they live in your daydreams; you see them in every street, you get so close to shouting their name out just before you realize it's not real. you get sad for a tiny moment but then a smile appears on your face. the smile of a friend. a friend you remember through songs. a friend you know who is there. you close your eyes for one second and then you keep walking in a street that you walked your entire life yet it seems foreign. life goes on.