I still remember the innocence, grandeur thoughts pummeling me ahead. She crashed in and suffocated the tunnel vision and made susceptible the stubbornness.
A long road at night will bond the unknown, trust me I know this! Trust me I was ignorant to this! Escape me once and that’s all that was needed.
Bleak illusions of hope help pad a well placed willingness to forget the past. But see trust that I never wanna forget that past, but I need too.