You resemble nothing of your former self. Withered and threadbare. These memories paint a portrait of the person you once were. These moments we shared defined our lives for so long.
Those days meant everything to me, but to regress is worse than losing you.
Loss will shall define you. Sorrow shall be your sole companion.
Those days meant everything to me, but to regress is worse than losing you.
Loss will shall define you. Sorrow shall be your sole companion.