I miss all the people that I used to talk to

-like I miss the ol' me -
they were willing to talk to....
and I know things change and
life goes on it's way, I guess

maybe some of them were murdered
or got married, and
only got to hold me
in their chest,,

and I'm not much of a talker, so,
let the river flow
as I will go
naturally,
unaddressed