I wasn't casual about it earlier.
I found out that I deserved more.
But that there wasn't any meaning in true love.
"Love is just a concept"
Or an excuse for someone to have their time with you then bade goodbye.
"I've been through **** and I didn't want that anymore."
I grew out of it into something more reasonable, less regrettable and less hurtful.

It's a shame I remember those days we lived..
the days we couldn't help but look into each others eyes..
the days when silence meant love..
when one look said it all..
when talking was fun and not a favor..
It's a shame I remember what you have already forgotten.

Her eyes know fear,
His apparitions haunt her;
Abuse isn't a game.