I look back at those days when your grin is light hearted, meaningful..
Another life has been lived in the transition you have made. Countless mornings you torment me with your over sized confidence and yet you know that your torment is jealousy.
I am you as you are I.
HATE love
RAGE love
Anger still love?
The days are our battle fields the nights are our soothing baths of healing.
Music has connected us for so long but it is no longer enough, you and I are no longer enough.
I would like to say neither of us has grown or shrunken... it is not our excuse, but non the less it is You and only you that has brought this on and I am stubborn enough to hate you for it and blame you even more.
Submission Name: Turn and face the change
