Tick Tock

Step. Step. Step. Step. Seconds tick by, life moves on. No one ever takes a chance to look back because no one wants to remember-but me. I miss you. I miss your perfection, did i ever tell you that you're sorta...kinda...a bit.....really beautiful? I guess I should really thank you huh? Because I guess if you weren't there I wouldn't want to remember. but i do. and i will.

You gave me that chance. So, uh, thanks.