i kinda felt this way then,
yet i definitely don’t want it to go back to then.
cause now’s now.
and i live in the now,
no longer, the used to bes,
no longer, the same old me.
maybe, it’s just me.
excerpt from Maybe by Secondhand Serenade
I make no claim or right to this following block quote.
Maybe it’s just me.
Couldn’t you believe that everything I said and did
wasn’t just deceiving?
And the tear in your eye,
and your calm, hard face
makes me wish that I was never brought into this place.