And then I wonder. How long will it take for me to stop wondering, when this small ache in my heart will go away, and when will I reach the same stage of "whatever-ness" that you are at.
When did it change that the one who cares becomes the bad guy?
Why is it that asking not to be forgotten, makes you selfish?
How is it that we became this way?
Does trying to fight against this make me a fool?
Above all, am I the only one asking all these questions?