This time has been the longest test. I try to remember your laughter.. and sound is fuzzy. The images that once captivated my entire being have transformed themselves into blurry pictorials of a time we both knew would burn out eventually, deep deep down. Natural progression tells you to learn from your mistakes. A fire must always be put out. It will grow, spread, be wild and selfish. It will ruin everything. All I remember are your words now. The ones that held me there, paralyzed..the ones that stung. Ive said i wish you dung beetles in your soup, a broken heart every Tuesday for a couple of years. but the anger has faded into an oblivion..theyre just grainy fog-covered emotions, most I can't describe. 
You were gone before life even began for me. The real life.
Before I ever had a chance to be me. The me that I will be for the rest of the journey. 
By my calculations, I'm running out of time again. And that's a whole other story. 
I think I fell in love with love before I even fully knew what it was? I think I still don't really know. 
I think everyone has different love.