You know when that time of night hits Where you miss everyone Including all the people who probably donโt miss you too So much so youโd give a lot to be back with them Walking around, talking, smiling But itโll probably never be that way again Cause the last time you saw them was years agoโฆ Or maybe it was yesterdayโฆ But everything has changed And you donโt know how to tell them That you miss them Cause youโre not sure why you do Caught in a constant loop Of missing And being fine Until you see that car thatโs 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 canโt 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 theyโll see it Or maybe youโll send it to them When you know they wonโt And you wonโt So all you do is wonder if youโre 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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