You know when that time of night hits Where you miss everyone Including all the people who probably don’t miss you too So much so you’d give a lot to be back with them Walking around, talking, smiling But it’ll probably never be that way again Cause the last time you saw them was years ago… Or maybe it was yesterday… But everything has changed And you don’t know how to tell them That you miss them Cause you’re not sure why you do Caught in a constant loop Of missing And being fine Until you see that car that’s way too common Or go through an area that leads to them It hurts when you can remember too much Or not enough Like how you can vividly recall that conversation you once had But can’t seem to think of their favorite color If you had even known it in the first place But instead of telling them You write And pretend that maybe they’ll see it Or maybe you’ll send it to them When you know they won’t And you won’t So all you do is wonder if you’re one of those people they think of when that time of night hits And they miss everyone Including you
Until we meet again…
~ calista
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