If I was to take a guess, hey girl I bet you don't have any tattoos. You never jumped up on the bar, sang "back in black" or air-guitar now have you?.
Fifteen years of precious time behind us. Seven years before our child is gone. Everything precariously balanced. The slightest press can turn it upside down.
Why is it when things change. So quickly you forget. What matters and why we. Why we even started this. . I know that people change. But we never expected this.
All these changes taking place. It was time I didn't waste. No regrets here to erase, throw them all away. . Without you, would I feel?. Without you, would I find someone new?.