I still remember how we used to stay up until 2am and talk about absolutely everything, and nothing all at the same time. To be honest, it's hard to let that go. But truthfully, I shouldn't be holding onto that because it just pains me even more in the end.
Somewhere a long the path of love and passion, it became the never ending road of destruction and ice cold pain. At first, I was numb to it. After a while, it became more and more painful. I really thought I was going to lose you. I couldn't have that, how was I going to live without you? You were my everything. How could someone go from an everything to a nothing so fast? I guess I was so caught up with the flowers on top of the cliff that I didn't realize that I was about to walk right off the edge.
