When it first started, it was me. Alone. When I stepped out, it was you and I. Inseperable. When things started to roll, it was you and I. Drifting. When it was nearing an end, it was you and I. Rarely. When it was over, it was me. Again. Nothing ever lasts, does it? Never. "If... If I have to leave, forgive me." "I can't." "Can you tell me you love me?" "I can't." [strong language. possible sexual themes. drug refrences. other adult content. read at your own risk.]
8 parts