And as time passes the memories of our past blur into images forever burnt into our minds.
A touch, a smell, a feeling, all slipping away every second we are apart.
Forever separated by the birthing pains of our past, forever split the love that once kept us afloat.
Lovers caught in the crossfire of regretted decisions and unforgivable actions.
We keep moving forward.
As our love fades and dies like a rose withering away in desert heat.

I’m fucking tired of all these goddamn triggers that make me instantly depressed. Fuck you and what you did to me.