The thoughts of days, long ago catches my memory and unknowingly so drift into the sunset of the night that begin to fall shamefully I see these faces and I remember them all the way we were when we were young and full of uncertainty, the way these people brought out the best in me and then I realize I miss them all too much my thoughts begin to drift of again and such I made it this far, so I should be okay, I thank these people, silently, for being a part of my day.
