Wednesday, July 11, 2007
I hate the world for being so small
And this is Ironic
to see you after all these years
and stare blankly at your face
But you couldn't see me
even if I was talking to you
you couldn't recognize me
even if I was smiling at you
you never asked my name again,
and I never did ask you either
and you didn't know that we knew each other before. .
but I knew, and I know. .
Father time has a lot of ways to help us move on
and yet you moved too fast
or could it be that i was nothing from the beginning
not even worth remembering
lost during 9:38 AM