Now when i reminisce I've realized your conscious doesn't exist. All the good you've done have become myths you don't even care if I disappear like mist. I insist you try to fix the problems you resist so that maybe one day we can all co-exist. I love you and I hope you know that, but for now i need space because of all the ugly things you said to my face we must start from scratch make a new base. So for now lets keep distance just incase.