Missing

I tried to find you.

It was so close like a thread snapping.

I went along thinking about you like you are here.

I might see you in the future.

I am not sure if I will see you in the future.

Things change, people change, places change, many things change.

We are becoming new people, we are new people.

I am missing the childhood innocent place with everyone together.

The fact that everyone got along and no one was lost.

No one judged for the big and a tiny bit on the small things.

We could forgive and forget without hard feelings.

We are all missing many things now.

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