They say not to look back, to leave the past in the past, that it's time to move on now. But I do look back. Because you're there. And I need to see you…
What's the use of a question if you ask it in one breath and answer it in another? Without the time in between to wonder and empty yourself of reasons and things you thought you knew…
Something in our souls made it impossible to stay and impossible to leave. So we fought the fights that were ours to fight, cried the tears that were ours to cry…