I
think...I think when it’s all over it just comes back in
flashes, you know? It’s like a kaleidoscope of
memories that just all comes
back…but
he never does.
I think part of me knew the second I
saw him that this would happen...It’s not really anything
he said...or anything he did, it was...the feeling that came
along with it and...crazy thing is
I don’t know if I’m ever
going to feel that way again...but I
don’t know if I should.
I knew his world moved to fast and...burned too bright...but I
just thought... “how can the
devil be pulling you towards someone who looks…so
much like an angel when he smiles at
you?”
Maybe he knew that...when he saw me...I guess I
just lost my
balance.
I think that the worst part of it
all wasn’t losing him...it was losing
me.