you expect moving on to become an achievement.
i didn't know.
three years of absence to forget the better part of two years.
it had nothing left for me.

they slip away like a ghost.
why do people come back then? when are we supposed to totally let go?
i felt like this empty place i no longer get along with.
(i could say we're alright. probably.)
i burn down to forget about you and there is no way to go back.