And this is the start to the end.
I know it. And I know exactly what's going to happen. I'm going to try too hard to hold on, and you're going to drift away... I'm going to keep trying to be here, to see you, to spend time with you, And you are going to start distancing yourself, stop confiding in me, and make even less time for me, until you all together stop seeing me. And then we are at the end. I'll be holding on to what was, clinging to the memory of you, and you'll be gone, walking away, never to look back.













