4 years older, do you still laugh at the same old jokes?
4 years further, are you still in for the emotional roller coaster rides?
4 years of this deadly distance, are you still able to read between the lines?
4 years frozen, did time stand still where we left off for you too?
4 years wiser, are you still the same man I used to know?
a day late for me to gather myself from this chaotic nostalgia
a day late to reminisce the days in the sun, passing oceans
a day late just to wish I could run my hand through your hair,
one more time, and that’s it!
a day late to wonder if you still have the ants problem,
’cause now I do.
a day late to imagine that we’re still eating takeouts late in the nights,
the footsteps with night slippers I could still hear with headphones on
the singlets you must have kept from decades ago I could still feel the worn out fabrics
silly little things
silly little memories
to remind me we used to exist,
and you still probably do,
’cause I don’t.