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Somedays I forget what day it is, somedays I forget what year it is.
You can tell your mind anything, your mind can tell you anything.
Most days your head and heart will be seperate entities, most days now my mind is weak.
Somedays love will do what the mind can't cure, somedays love won't do when the heart won't cure.


I forgot how much of an emotional person I am.
I forgot the person I used to be three years ago so much so I tell myself It's cause I haven't changed
But I know I have because logically everyone changes.
I'm getting too comfortable with the past that I feel like I haven't moved pass that.
What's scary is how unsure I am of that.
As of this moment when I think of that period, I'm not sure how I got here.
It's like time travelling on a bullet train when you become addicted to change.