When familiar faces I’ve grown to trust suddenly no longer are more known then empty dust. I find myself only seeing the sadness in this particular predicament. While others wonder where all my feelings went… I laugh and smile finally understanding the difference between people, who say that they know, but just end up telling another a lie. Then there are those who say they might tell a lie, but somehow manage to tell you all you needed. And then there are those, who regret not being you’re familiar face anymore, but regretted a tad to late… Waited till you figured out you already was surrounded by all the pretty faces there was made (for you).


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s