I don't know about you but for me there's always been a moment or time when I had a flashback of the good times with someone special or a group of friends and now you realize that those special people you call friends have grown far apart and its too late to have it all back again.
One day when it was raining with dark clouds roaming the skies and it just suddenly came back when I was cleaning my room and I found a photo album with a load of pictures. They were so old that it was hard to figure out who I was with in some photos. It didn't take long for the tears to ball out. They were lonely tear drops like the ones that just keep dripping down your cheeks. I was home alone at the time too! It felt as if I was in a music video that had a meaning of why is this happening? When I saw some pictures of old friends that have changed and lived their own lives, I couldn't understand why it happened and why they did it. But, I care about them and if that's what they want to do then so be it.
Lonely teardrops, the remembrance of memories, and the expression of letting go.
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