i sometimes think about all the people i lost along the way,the places i've visited and never returned and those feelings lost somewhere in the past...
all of those,being at the time,what i called life...
and now when i look back it all seems so lost back in time,almost like other person has lived it for me..isn't that weird?i believe it is...and wierder is the fact that my life today will eventually become just memories stuck in my head and brought back to life by...well,whatever it this that brings them back...
but sometimes that feeling is so deep and concrete you ask yourself why couldn't you just live it again...
does that make any sense?hmmm...