To You It May Concern

It’s funny how we look to the past

How we laugh, cry, get angered

Disappointed

Guilty

Relieved

For the things that have happened in our lives.

It’s silly if you think about it

Living in the past

Missing things that aren’t there

..anymore.

I guess I’m one of those silly people.

When our friendship seemed to have

Mattered the most to each other

It made sense

It was safe

Sharing our music

Our Discoveries

The craziest thing we’d done recently

Things we knew so well

Things we had to find out

Dreams shared

….Lost in each other’s worlds….

Seems so long ago.

“The Good Times Are Killing Me”

I quietly agree.

But if I close my eyes long enough

I can go back to those lovely, careless days

When we’d rush to each others after school lives

The one no one else understood

The one no one else could see.

..Sometimes I wonder if you still care.

Yeah..

“The Good Times Are Killing Me”