Hello Supernova

Hi. To those who missed me And to those who forgot It's been long but hey Shouldn't it be better if I stayed? If you knew my poems You'd know me. But if you only read this now You'd be happy somehow I found how easy to speak where you come from but hard to say where you're going Looking back always turned to a mess But life's a game of chess I realized I can't count tears But I can remember years The suffering and delight The fearlessness and fright Glass half full, half empty But never was it steady The hello's vs. goodbyes The truths and lies We all tried to understand why We end up not wanting to try We thought we've been left alone But its really us who first have gone. Should we be going or faltering? Did the past ever helped the future? Is your present more mature? Is all of these worth the tour? I guess my today is something for tomorrow But my tomorrow is not defined by yesterday. My yesterday is a cry. Today is Hi, tomorrow's not a goodbye.