i sit and wander back to those mighty days, those memories we gained from our experiences together. the things we did and the things we’d say. i miss those days. it was everlasting happiness i truly thought, but as soon as something changed all came crashing in the dark. now i sit with anger and frustration, waiting for there to be a relapse. wishing things could go back to the golden days when you were selfish and i was fine. and all our emotions would inter-twine.