Too bad my conscience has gone astray, a very long while ago. My brain has been re-arranged, I don’t know whats right anymore. Too bad my misery has been eating away at my insides, making me reminisce on that day. The hate we recollect on, the pain we suffer from, only makes us weaker; easier to give in. We wonder why it happens, we ask each other why we caved. The truth in the matter is… maybe we were meant to go our separate ways. The lies, deceit and back-stabbing; maybe we’re just too much alike. So we walk our separate ways to find something more. Then we recollect for just one moment, to that night, and we walk away again.