until the memories start tearing me apart.
i think that sometimes i begin to fall back on the past so much that i wish i was there instead of here. it's normal, right? when does it come time to come back to reality: the way things really are now? have you ever thought back to one moment.. a few words.. a few seconds.. and wondered if that made all the difference?
i wonder if i went back to the times i wish i could,
if i would really be happy there.
..because don't we only miss things when they're not there anymore?
i look forward to a good cry.
je te laque.
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