siometimes you don't realize what you've done until it happens to you.'d wished for my whole life for a friend like you; i failed to notice what i had in front of me. you left and i blamed you and i slowly wiped all the good about you from my mind and then-
Forgive me, but I don't remember all that much from the days before. I have flashes of things that weren't red or black; I remember green, I remember breakfast, but I don't even remember the feeling of my own bed. It was a normal day, or at least it seemed that way at the time.