I'm so far stuck in the past. I've traveled so far in the past that there is no returning home. It'll never be the same again. You've actually moved on further than I have. Somehow you've escaped.
I've lied to myself this entire time, without even knowing. I thought it was me that has moved on, but it's not. I have fooled myself into believing that everything was normal still and it wasn't. And it still isn't. When will it be ? Neither of us will know. I can only pray that you step further back in time because I can't move when my feet are glued the the floor. I need help. I need a change, a new pair of shoes.