Each day that passes
you will love her more
and you will love me less
until I've faded from your
consciousness.
I can either let it
consume me and
destroy me and
s w a l l o w
me whole
or I can continue
on about my days
with new faces and
old faces and laughter
to mend my heart
Just know
I can never rid myself
of the love I had for you,
traces of it forever
flowing through my veins.
The time will pass us regardless
so why watch it go by (in tragedy)
instead of running with it? (an adventure)