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06 August 2012 @ 02:17 am
One month later.  
Slowly, the pieces that were a part of me before we met are being rebuilt. I'm finding more time to care about the things and people I paid attention to before, and finding no critics for them this time. I do what I get to regardless of who might have an opinion about it. My only wish, and the only thought at the back of my mind - and it's the thought that counts - is that I could have done this with you. That I could have been the best version of myself even when I was with you.

How did I lose myself so much without knowing? How did I hurt you so much without care?