I think of the old days, I think of the old things, of the days where there used to be just the two of us, I think of the stories. But time changed, people’s hearts changed, our love changed, they’re not the same, but me still same. I try to forget to erase the sadness, I don’t want to have to be a person constantly enduring pain. I don’t want love to destroy me, hurting me continuously every day, however hard it is, I must make it possible, telling myself to get over it. Cos love.