Haven’t seen you in a while. You remind me too much of me. I felt like forgetting. I thought I had.
Do you ever wish you could take it all back? Time. Do you ever wish you could give them all back. Memories.
Smells linger on the street corners of your mind. Just when you think you’re safe, you remember. The same stories read to you every bedtime. Your dreams filled with could have beens. You wish tomorrow could be the day you were born. The sky not yet blue.
Not changing; remembering.