u/Frost_knocks

I know you don’t love me anymore. You say you do, just not in your old ways.

I guess I can’t blame ya, anyways.

Instead of sparkles, now I see just wrinkles of time. Passed too fast for us to recognize that moments pass.

And before we know it, we’re no longer beginning.

Now just... neverendings. Transitioning. Trading reasons for sorrys.