2005-04-04 / 11:11 p.m.
then its gone

So what we remained to feel even throughout all of the time and change is out. It's just too bad that we have to leave it at that.

And I'm left to sit here trying to think of ways to dismiss us as an impossibility, but instead I can only see what could have been if someone else hadn't caught your eye, and it's almost like recalling a memory after running it through my head so many times...then I snap back to reality and realize that I've always had a way with decieving myself to believe that my fantasies were real.

Things come and go, even good things. But can they come back just as easily?

No matter, I'm not going to let myself get led on by hope again.

Back and Forth