People say that change is good
People also say many things
Who can we trust?
Can we even trust ourselves?
Are we who we say we are?
All I know is things change
We change
People change
That is something we can never control
Still is it for the best?
I cant tell
I've been numb since you've left
Nothing makes sense
Everything reminds me of you
Forgetting and letting go are two different things
I wish i could do both
It's 1:53 am
I wish I could sleep
Even in my sleep you haunt me
Its gotten easier though
