I wonder what happened to —
became of —
those people
who crossed my path.
Tag: the past
Holding Onto the Past – Written Thursday 1st November 2001 (Aged 26)
i could sit here,
and talk of how it used to be
when i used to be a miserable wreck
trying to set my feelings free
how can those days have been the best?
Sentimental Tourist – Friday 28th June 2019
when i knew so little
i make my own way
as a sentimental tourist
clambering through my past
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 