Sometimes you realize people you used to love are no longer what they used to be. Maybe years have changed them or you just change. Now you are the same age he had when they used to say each other they love. There's no longer that feeling. You try to hear all those tunes that remember you when things were different. But the truth is you are bored. You are not boring. He isn't that funny like in your head. Who can you blame? Nobody sweetheart. Time is time. It's not even a character or a place. It's abstraction.
One of our tunes says.
This is over as soon as this fire burns through. She is lovesick and so ever strong. Then it's over like none of it was ever real.
The problem about this is that I don't even feel petty for us. We are two lost souls that I just broke up because I needed a change. I'm sorry if I was that little bad girl that you used to love. Karma is over me . Why does karma don't see why I act this way? I'm sorry.
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