..somewhere between the cigarettes and late night tv

I sometimes miss what we shared. I mean I miss the things we did and how much we laughed and talked. This feeling that we could talk for hours about everything and anything, and there isn`t problem with the ankward silence in the middle. Sometimes I just can`t forget all the ridiculous stuff we did and suppose to do. Stupid or not, it was just so good. Endless nights, real talks, all topics, the "remember whens", I remember it all. And it`s funny what life does, how it could give You good things and take it away when wants. I can`t get it out of my mind that You grow apart from people and that good things come to and end anyway. But along the way, I learned one thing about life; after a long road You are alone, no matter what, but You just gotta pick Yourself up and learn how to move on.