One or two days ago I thought of how fast you can change, Change another human being. I'm listening to an old song that kind of reminds me of the time when WE were friends and when I we were one. Because I have proof (water-proof) "evidence" on that he actually used his (now dysfunctional) brain and he was very sweet. He was and that's what I miss so much about him, he was always there for me no matter how hard or easy ha had in his life. Then she (no names....) had to come and destroy this beautiful idyll of love we had. He changed like over a night, or well, he was in my dream the same night when he changed.
But the same time, it doesn't reallty bother me, I mean, his life, his mistakes. And I suppose he wasn't right for me.
Period.
But the same time, it doesn't reallty bother me, I mean, his life, his mistakes. And I suppose he wasn't right for me.
Period.