i rember eveything we did love.
the littlest things.
its weird cuz i cant remember any math equation,
but i rember your vivid eyes and hair.
i also rember my vivid heart breaks.
i remeber thinking about coming home and talking with you,
i rmeber we replied and connected
what i thought was real.
but if your in a dream,
you always have to wake up and face the reality of it all.
since i stopped youve changed.
...
or maybe i did.
i know it was me,
getting to sefish and getting my 'ambitous' side get to me i could say...
or mayeb it was you...
i come up sith more questions of why,
this thirst for knowing has never come to be so bad but somehow,
just somehow...
ill never know,
i wont ask.
because worrying,
caring,
is what you feed on.
and i rember that too.
you want to be cared for, worried for. you dont want to die alone... nobody does.
but even when your wanted
cared for
worried about by someone 24/7
its never enough.
which more questions soon evolve...
but i wont ask.
because i dont care,
or so i say.
or so you say.
