Sometimes I wonder,
what should I say or do when I see you on the street and we rub shoulders one day.
Should I even nod my head, or just act a stranger.
Why issit that friends are always walking out of my life.
We used to do so many things together but all that's left is memories.
Maybe I'm just fated to always be a passer by in someone else's life;
there's never a permanent spot for me in their mind.
But then why? Why do I remember all the people that pass by my life so clearly, as though they're all etched in my mind? Why isn't god fair enough to let them be just another random person that walk pass me and let me forget them in no time, just like what they're all doing? Why is it so easy to remember things, but not forgetting them...
I don't understand. I seriously don't.
