Where did the time go? I remember the days when I was so excited to grow up. When we talked all night long about things that don’t make sense now. When all I could do was cry to you and tell you how much it hurt to live. I thought about those times when I thought we would be this close today. Now, things couldn’t be any more different. I was wrong to think that way. I was wrong not to admit how things changed. My refusal to acknowledge that, after we spilled our hearts and souls, there was nothing else to connect us both.
This broke me.
