Would you believe me if i said it was over, would you ask me why, plead with me to explain, even reconcider. Would you turn away or chase after me, quitly except or openly protest, demand a reason for this seemingly sudden change of heart.
It scares me that I barely remember my life before, my past has ceased to be memories of my life and become a montage of our time.
Sep 6, 2010
Sep 6, 2010 at 2:28 PM UTC
Would you believe me if i said it was over, would you ask me why, plead with me to explain, even reconcider. Would you turn away or chase after me, quitly except or openly protest, demand a reason for this seemingly sudden change of heart.
It scares me that I barely remember my life before, my past has ceased to be memories of my life and become a montage of our time.