The place hasn't changed much, but I have
Smells I used to love
Sights I used to take for granted
The once familiar paths, now so foreign
I hear laughter that isn't there
I see smiles, and I realise how long I haven't seen them
I want to call them but I've lost contact
I'm worried they won't know who I am
I go to our haunts and our secret hiding places
I remember our stupid plans, the silly dares, the talks we used to have
I remember the classes we skipped, and those we couldn't
Those silly moments, the sweet ones, and the ones best forgotten
I don't remember what I studied in class but I remember the pranks
I remember the people who used to make my day
I remember so much hell how did I do so bad
I'm surprised at how it all no longer matters
I must look stupid smiling to myself
I realise that I can never go back
Again, it doesn't really matter,
Because in my mind, I'm already there.