River that Flows

Dear Past, 

I'm in a middle of a class, 
but I'm thinking about you.
I feel that you're different now.
And even knowing I'm different too,
its just to protect myself 
and you don't even know it.

I would like to talk about this, but I feel like...
right now, it doesn't matter at all.
Hope you're ok.

with care,
by me.


04:26 pm