Friday, February 05, 2010

Different Directions

What we lived is not real. What we said is not real. The stars is not shining as bright as they used to do anymore. It is hard to believe the changes. Non of us are looking back at our past, not even a little glimpse at yesterdays adventure. The night is silent, the sky is dark, the questions we had this morning left with the sun and we are left confused into a long dark night. We are walking two separate ways, headed two different directions. Might be for the better, non of us know.
When you wake up, maybe we'll still remain friends. Maybe the past will become the present, the present will switch places with the future and the future will become something we know better. Maybe.


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