Homesick Confession
I hope its not that hard for you to find the good in what we've shared because I know its been too long. Would you tell me even if you remembered the last time I was sitting by your side. Oh, we had good times. I can't beleive the time I've wasted. Is this how growing up is supposed to be? I Isn't this what growing older means? Isn't this what growing apart means?
Writer/s: Reach the Sky