Sunlit Hallways

talking about growing up, as time has passed,
there is still the past i am running from.

you'll never know where i'm coming from, all friends go missing.
i'll never know, because our paths never crossed again,
because they rarely stick through 'til the end.

we'll never speak again is what repeats in my head.

by the way you were looking down,
and then you walked away all alone.
now you're on your own.

i fear to write that all the fiction fits.
i read it,but the ending was too long.
onto your next fix,and you never made it out.

by the way, they found your body.
i hope you're some place, fulfilled and happy.