The Escape

After the glue is gone

I knew this would happen it was only a matter of time, lets face it even if we somehow tryed to collide our two worlds together it would just be a useless effort for the both of us. we should have known without the glue holding us together we would go from a loving family to strangers. Then again were we ever close? or was it all just fake? we did it all for the person I now rellieze is the glue , in fact we were only the defintion of a family for the glue. We are nothing without anything forcing us together. Did you all even care in the other world? tell me if you knew time was running out would you care then? Why am I the only one that fucking cared? That small hope I could do something to keep us from drifting, make the full effort alone, theres nothing that could ever replace the glue. Once something is broken its gone forever, even if there was some possible way to mend the broken pieces of this family back together nothing would be the same without her the glue of this so called family.