I dreamt of making that trip yesterday…….a trip to the street of dreams…….why do these memories resurface? and the songs replay?
Why do I have a picture in my note-book?
The picture of a someday……
Why are the words “Someday……you know what my fear is? that there will be no someday” written on it?
I Miss You Love ~ Maria Mena
“I’ve run out complicated theories
so now I’m taking back my words” I have made excuses …….and there is no excuse good enough……because it does not make sense……“Remind me why we decided this was for the best”…
It is not about wanting closure or solving a riddle…….I am just wondering when did that 2 second delay…..become permenent one……in that long distance conversation
“I know the distance is a factor but I stretch as often as I can” I gave in….and I gave up……. I wanted answers…….
“Don’t act like you don’t know me
It’s still me, I never changed” I did not intend the cold shoulder…..nor did I ever mean to not forget…..
Am I a mere memory now of a someday? I am just turning the pages in a notebook……and I hesitate to find that picture……of a someday…….and I will never not forget the day the phone rang on the other end of the line…..why is that virtual walk etched in my head……
Missing Soundtrack 