one can only wonder

i often wonder if i ever cross your mind as you do mine. life jogs it doesnt stroll or walk. it jogs, it sprints, it runs. and sometimes you cant catch it, can you? so many things make me think of you or make me remember. i try not to remember but the mind has its own agenda. all of trials were for naught. you have to ask why we go through trials when there is no real outcome.