sometimes thing dont seem worth it.

not that everything was perfect before. but alot closer to perfection than now. how can things be ok if nothing can ever be like it was? if im bound to be just a memory of what was

-will that memory be forgotten as things are over time?

im not up for many more late nights with the same wrenching feeling and the same questions pouring out & and the same answer that comes back to me like faith.

I dont know.