On and on and on

people are changing

more often than seasons it seems

to remember when you used to know somebody

and with the blink of an eye you know nothing about them

it's not always by choice that you lose touch

everyone is so caught up living their own lives

the one short spand of time we each individually get

that keeping up with someone else's becomes more difficult as time progresses

If only the feeling was mutual,to be met half way rather to run the entire distance alone

but everyone only has one life and maybe half-way is too much to ask for