I think when
it's all over it just comes back in flashes, ya
know?
it's like a kalidoscope of memories; it just all
comes back.
but... he never does.
I think part of me knew the second I saw him that
this would happen.
it's not really anything he said, or anything he
did.
it was the feeling that came along with it
and the crazy this is, I don't know if I'm
ever gonna feel that way again, but I don't know
if I should.
I knew his world moved too fast and burned too
bright.
But, I just thought, how could the devil be pulling
you towards someone who looks like an angel when he
smiles at you?
maybe he knew that when he saw me, I guess I just
lost my balance.
I think that the worst part of all wasn't losing
him;
it was losing
me.
Wordstoliveby/nmf.