Just Another Passerbyer

July 27, 2008
By Cady Gambrell, Fortuna, CA

I've thought about you,
Every now and then,
It sucks that we lost contact,
Way back when.

Those days were fun,
I miss them, I guess,
I miss you more,
Like old men miss chess.

You're different now,
But I still recognize you,
You don't see me,
It looks like you started out new.

I don't have the nerve,
To come up to you and talk,
I give up the only chance and,
Let you go past and walk.

You look at me,
But look away,
Like everybody else,
To you I'm just another passerbyer tossed to sway.

Similar Articles


This article has 0 comments.

Parkland Book