same

I wonder sometimes if you're the same person you were. 'cause although I'm calm about the whole thing, it's weird to realize you're out there with all this knowledge and I have no idea who you are.
today I don't even know where you are, if you're happy, gone mad or if you're alone in some small apartment right next door. the difficult thing is that I used to feel you every single day and now I don't even bump into you in that familiar leaping-heart way.
I wonder why I'm thinking about this now. maybe the distance has made me able to. nonetheless I'm glad I've known you, glad I've felt you, glad I touched you and glad you taught me all I know.
now I won't feel what I felt. at least not how I want to feel. that was you. 'cause even though we didn't fit, we grew.