What used to be.
What isnt anymore.
Nothing left but a memory.
Nothing but empty photographs.
Yesterday is todays satisfaction.
Tomorrow is todays regretful fear.
Where you were two years ago doesnt matter.
Where you will be, consumes your every thought.
You'll forget the ones you thought you cared about. Regain that satisfaction you thought you had.
But nothing will replace that empty hole in your heart from the ones that were really there.
