we will become silhouettes

just for the record: i'm here and i'll be always here. don't forget me please. and forgive me if i'm not what you expect sometimes. time is empty remember. we are lost forever and we play to met again over and over. i guess this may be the hardest time or it seems. only our memory knows it. the main point here is we'll become silhouettes, mirrors and ashes again. over and over as always.