Some days, I just miss the old days.
Talking, having the time of our lives.
Somedays, I think about how simple things were.
Living, craving for nothing but smiles and a laugh.
Some days, no matter how many people are there...
Loneliness is what is there.
Simple cravings are now harder things to gain.
The old days can only stay as memories.
Loneliness is the feeling of one's mind.
But, when you crave the simple and feel loneliness, then miss the miss the old, memories are the simple crack of a smile that gives me hope and life.
