It's been years since I last saw you. My mind no longer echoes with your laughter, your eyes no longer shine in the dark. As I walk down my lonely path, I sometimes pass by hooded figures. Any of them could be you. But I no longer remember you. The memories of you have been ripped away from me with my joy and happines because I was forced to grow up. Iwonder if you would recognise this person I have become, or would you see me as another hooded stranger down your path. I sigh as I look up at the moonlight night sky. Where are you, my sweet friend, my first love? Where are you?
So, I am very well aware that this is a sad story, but, since I am not particularly skilled at writing anything happier than this, and because certain person has been in my head for days now, I wrote this. @N1ghtm4r3S4ns2023, I hope you don't mind the gloomy atmosphere. ;)
