Walk with me down memory lane.
Talk with me when I call your name.
I know you see me, I know you’re there.
You noticed me, so I guess you still care.
As I grab your attention, I hope you have time to spare.
Why wouldn’t you?
Then again you do have a lot on your plate.
Maybe me contacting you is a mistake.
My past still haunts me so I’m awake.
Writing to you now even when it’s late.