4am

[sarafina mable]

So i don't even know what to say to myself in these confusing hours,
I cast an awful shadow on memories i thought would last forever
Memories that could've lasted forever
And a million words pass through my ears
A million pictures behind my eyes
And i don't know what to do with them
So i box them up
just like every boy before him
And i hope that that will ease the pain
But there was nothing quite like him,
No boy before,
No man again
And i'll always wonder if i did the right thing

[SHATOUSHKA]

again i wonder why the transition between one
impression and the polar opposite at the end.
when reading this one, at first i was believing
that he did something to you... and at the end,
found out that you did something.