I would love to share with you how many things have changed, but sometimes a memory escapes as a smile on my face. I will be more than happy to talk about our lifes; how much we've grown, people we've met on the road, our highs and lows, new dreams and hopes, how we've moved on, but there's moments I remember the time of us.
I don't have an urgency to see you, but I wouldn't mind to find ourselves in the way, maybe go out for a walk, grab a coffee, and maybe hang out for a while. My hands are no longer shaking neither my heart is pounding for you; that doesn't mean I don't care about you.
I wish you always the best, doesn't mean I have to be there. Your memory lingers on my mind, but I don't want you to stay. Sometimes, you can always care for someone, and at the same time don't want them to be part of your life. Some people are meant to meet, but not to stay. Because sometimes I miss you, but I'm also happy without you.
