No Ideas

I have no idea what to do with myself. Everything I used to care so much about is now only mediocre. No idea why.

And some people I used to care about have no idea I exist. And I have no idea how much some people care about me. That is what people keep telling me.

I really miss someone... She will read this, most likely. But she does not miss me. And I wonder if she ever will. I wonder if I'll ever see her again.

Or if finally they'll fall out of my head. Forever. I won't dream of them anymore. I won't long for them anymore.

And I'll be with someone walking somewhere... And they will ask, "Don't you know that girl ?"

And I'll answer, "No idea."