We grow older growing apart.
Watching what we once knew flash away.
We're memories now glimpses in the past.
We long for those days but may never see them again.
Its nothing but constant reminders of happiness.
You were there You were true.
Now it would be a miracle to even see You.
You're like bigfoot sightings.
You tend to be random and almost always fake.
What happened?
Now YouTell Me that we should get together.
What a bunch of bullshit.
I rather believe the bums on the street.
At least they might be telling the truth.
But you.
Why bother?
Is it the right thing to say
Is it the just thing to say
Or is it the common polite thing to say
In order to appear friendly.
To Bend with the curve of society.
Looks were beyond us
Now us is even beyond us.
