I just don't want to let go of the sharing we had, whatever it was, I want it to have meaning and lasting effect on our affect in this life. I just want to remember the good times and resolve the unspoken frustrations, the challenges and betrayals, so I know I was not just used and it meant something to you too. I want to believe it was more fun than stress, more fun than anything else. So I don't let go and I keep coming back because I want to know what it meant to you to live with me all these years.
There's always hope (so I hope), ya know?
I just want to know.
Narf :)