sometimes i think of d days dat went by

revisiting those places
again n alone
give me a strange sense ..... a sense i cn never define
its sometin i always avoided n someting dat creeps into my head every single time
it give me creeps that d best days of my life were spent here and now i  m her to avoid very memory of those
i might b blabberin, makin no sense , but i knw it could give my thots a rest
.....................
i wish u were here near me... i wish u were around ....i wish i could hear all dat  unknown sound
i wnt ask u to cme back
i wont ask u to b here
i wont ask u to be anywhr near
leave me to myself  .. n please dnt look back
dats not wht i need frm u ...leave me to myself cause dat is smthin with whch i wud heal !!