it's been long enough now that i can laugh about it without tear jerks or suicidal notes and although life's changed my feet won't stop moving and calluses just continue to cover my whole being... i thought i loved you then i know i love you now and i wont forget a single second of the time we spent little boo I'll never be able to just replace you by taking your photos from out of my wallet and wallowing in my own sorrow for hours what a fucking joke... another half truth...