Oct 23
It will never be the same.
Ill never look at it the same.
Ill never pull on the grass and dig in the dirt like i used to,
ill never sit there again,
ill never walk through it again,
even if its for the better.
Ill never look at it the same.
Ill never pull on the grass and dig in the dirt like i used to,
ill never sit there again,
ill never walk through it again,
even if its for the better.
Because every time i'll walk through it or passed it, everything comes back. No place holds as many memories as that place.
