what will we gain from them? those lost conversations. the ones that you were to absorbed in your own life to start.the ones i wished so hard would come, but you never cared enough about them. and now as the years become shorter and i become more distant, you ask yourself where you went wrong with me. and all the while i know the answer to that dreadful question. its the love that you may or may not of had that you failed to show. and though i know that no matter how much you do or don't love me, i will be better than you ever could be. it still hurts to know that you traded me for the rest of the world. that i was the sacrifice of your lifetime. one day i will be gone out of your life and i hope that you don't regret our decisions that you've made. i hope that you are perfectly happy. i know i will be.