If only I could turn back time...

“Well I guess it’s typical to cling to memories you’ll never get back again, and to sort through old photographs of a summer long ago, or a friend that you used to know, and there below his frozen face where you wrote the name of that ancient date, that ancient date, and you can’t believe he’s really gone. When all that’s left is a fucking song.”

Sometimes I get this urge to talk to you, and then I remember that you're a different person now. It's just sad because I miss you.......ALOT!! :(