sometimes i think about people that I have not heard from in a while and wonder if they are thinking about me like I am of them, just out of the blue.
sometimes i think about people from the past and feel an ache as if i genuinely miss them. i wonder if they miss me too, out of nowhere.
sometimes i wonder why i no longer talk to some people; i try to recall our last conversation and wonder where we stopped. with some people i remember clearly why. i don’t see myself as a good communicator. i probably said the wrong things – but i hate cold shoulders. i’ve had to live with them for many years. if we were friends then shouldn’t you just tell me why? without any clue, i am left wondering and secondguessing every word i say after that. i am too old for that sh*t.