intruder

it is sad, but it's true. there's nothing that i can do about it. i would have been there before, when it was important, if i could. only, i couldn't, and now i feel that world miles and miles away. there is no more bridges leading to it, not for me. i cherish the memories i have, the fantastic moments i lived there. but they are not coming back. now, in that world where i belonged for so long i would be an intruder. i would feel like one, and most people would think of me as one. and i don't want to be anyone's shadow.