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Best Friends Lost Or Misplaced
Best Friends Lost Or Misplaced.
New times, laughing times. Finding what life has to offer.
Once it did start? I cannot remember. Somewhere in the fog.
Never ending somewhere in the fog of the past. Or was it put on hold?
Eons ago, never looking back, only looking down the road.
Encountering new experiences. Sharing. Hearing how you see it.
Enjoying the Java throughout the day working on coursework.
Listening to your problems and helping as best as I can.
Enjoying the predicaments that life has us solve together.
Somewhere between here and then the fog rolled in.
Life became busy and some things were attended to and some not.
The fog rolled up on us without us seeing it.
There it grew and when I stopped, I could not see you.
Some say that paths diverge to where they need to go.
Some say that roads split for a little while and then merge again.
Others just laugh.
Others still try to keep you busy to keep your mind spinning with life.
Life Gets Busy
The more time that goes on, the harder it is to pull out the road map.
So many roads in this world making my head spin.
The reverse is broken on the vehicle.
Can only move forward.
Driving forward still wondering as time grows on.
Memories of happy times walking through life together.
At a pit stop, leaning against a tree looking up at the sky.
Wondering, when you went left and I went right, was it a figure 8?