The past is in the past. What we are now, defines what we got out of it. Our past selves are dead. So let them die. They're not the way anymore.
What we had was good, for its time. And, I'm glad I had enough within me to keep it good. Innocent to a degree even. But that was then. And not now. Things have indeed changed. I'm not who I used to be, and I'm not who you thought I was.
So let it die.
I've already let go. If you feel remorse and sorrow; what's done is done. But if we can be together again, as something new, different; as friends. There'll be no more of the both of us. That was said and done, two years ago.
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Compass (2018)
Random"Fate, is nothing other than the allowance, and passing, of your present circumstantial reality to dictate all potential future outcomes." - Me, myself and I.
