People you knew

People you knew

It’s sad when people you know become people you knew.

Do you see me in the hallways? Do you remember me?

I see you. I remember you. I think of the memories we made together, good or bad. I think of the things I liked about you, and the things I didn’t. Mostly I think ‘I should say something.’

But I don’t. I keep walking, and you keep walking. I’m too afraid, I guess. But something always stops me from putting my hand on your shoulder and saying, “Remember that time…”

Maybe I’m cowardly.

Do you feel the same way?

Or am I just another face in the crowd to you?

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