i wasn’t a human after you left. but i wasn’t one when you were here, either. so is it better to be a monster with a heart, or a human without a soul? you tell me sweetheart; you’ve been both at the same time.
Time has erased so many memories
Not mine
But from those who I met along my journey
The feelings living inside many hearts now rot beneath the soil, forgotten forever
It's a shame not every story is seen as worth saving from the cruel fate that is the end