...and I remember the old days

when we'd be there for eachother.
Every. Single. Day

How you'd sooth me from my fears and tears

and I'd catch a glimpse of your true self.



We were so very fragile.


Together though...



We were strong.

Stay with me
Be with me

Why can't you just hold on to me?
You're letting go; and I'm holding on tight.


But you slip from my grasp...


Everything always comes back to you.
Never to long before I reach out for you.
Again.



....and I miss the old days.

But you've already moved on.



Yet I can't say goodbye.