Chasing ghosts

And suddenly you realise you've been chasing ghosts all this time. Trying to find again that smile, that shape, that look, those feelings. You realise this is stupid as well and that there's no way you're going to find that again. And it's hard to understand it, but also necessary. 

#9. Fine night, laughing a lot and feeling comfortable in general. Again, I don't think there's a match, but it was nice time nevertheless. The bad side was to realise this thing... Maybe it was because we were "in touch" lately and it leaves a mark somewhere in the back of my head.

Oh well, whatever. Nevermind.