Without Me

Eh, boredom again.

I find myself thinking

More and more

About that old school

Those people

Those teachers

Them

Her

And her

Him

Him

And him

Even them, a bit

I can't remember his face

And I can't remember her voice

And I can't remember why

I ever thought I could be happy here

But I'm stuck where I am

Because their lives have moved on

Without me.

Author's Note

Let's try this again: This is a re-type, and I like it better.

Reviews

[summer-breeze35]

Thought provoking, takes me back... great write

[keireion]

i'd never move on w/out you, am! missing you always.