When we where one
Those days back then....I remember those times we would have fun. Running in fields, snuggling during the cold seasons. But the memories cracked like a mirror. The pieces falling,cracking even more. Not picked up still there growing dust day by day. You nor i dare go pick the pieces up, it causes to much heartache too do so. We live not as one anymore but two. Staying clear of each other...afraid if cross paths danger erupts. Those times are now memories.....
(this has to go with http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?t=1339213 that's the girl when they broke up this is like a memory she had of her and him together)
